A further excerpt from my memoir-in-progress. Here’s Part I. Don’t forget to share, comment or subscribe (it’s still free). But first, the usual cartoon commentaries…. Roy Orbison and Friends, Part II: From Beatles to Bruce and Wilburys We survived the Ray Manzarek club gig in Chicago, mid-summer, 1974. The following morning the room-service waiter awakened Roy with a knock and we found him in the darkened room just out of the sack already decked out in trademark shades. It was kind of embarrassing, and a photographer was ready to shoot, but Roy seemed fine with it. He pulled the window curtain open, then puttered around in his green (not blue) velvet robe, somewhat less mythic than the night before—his hair in a Prince Valiant attempt at a Beatles haircut, the bulk of his body sitting incongruously on pale spindly legs, the diamond ring on the little finger of his right hand gleaming with past success.
Love this, Greg! What a Butterfly effect with Bruce and so many others!