When I First Heard Elvis Perform "bridge

A Man Walks Down The Street. It's A Street In A Strange World. Maybe It's The Third World. Maybe It's His First Time Around. He Doesn't Speak The Language. He Holds No Currency. He Is A Foreign Man. He Is Surrounded By The Sound, Sound Of Cattle In The Marketplace, Scatterlings And Orphanages. He Looks Around, Around He Sees Angels In The Architecture Spinning In Infinity And He Says, "amen" And "hallelujah!

Cecilia Was Made In A Living Room On A Sony. It Was Like A Little Piece Of Magical Fluff, Bur It Works. El Condor Pasa A Los Incas Record That I Love. Bridge Is A Very Strong Melodic Song.

And So You See I Have Come To Doubt -all That I Once Held As True ~ I Stand Alone Without Beliefs -the Only Truth I Know Is You

Somewhere In A Burst Of Glory / Sound Becomes A Song.

Every Time The Industry Gets Powerful, And Corporate Thinking Dominates What The Music Is, Then The Music Really Pales.