I can not know what my brothers moccasins feel like. His path is dark and treacherous. His hurts are deep. As
sad as It is, no one can save him but himself. I know what phil means when he said, it hurts to know he loved the drug more than the music. I know I love the music more. It is so beautiful. To perform with some people is so transcendental sometimes. The music brings us to a point of total immersion, and yet so beautiful, you can sometimes subjectively play. Watching somewhat unattached. one brother on stage heart on his shirt sleaves, and the other hiding is a sea of heroin. There's the needle and the damage done. And I get to watch

I grew up with neil youngs music. Suddenly one day, a song I've known and performed for years, rings so true. It is frightening when you see your musical upbringing run parallel with your life. Or one one little moment can bring you such joy. Maybe that is part of the way it is supposed to be. The pleaseure and pain at once. It's killing me OJ