Posted by cockeyed on June 11, 2005, at 15:45:42
This by way of having nothing better to do.
In August '77 when Elvis died, I was seeing a pdoc[shrink is the old vernacular} who'd prescribed a drug called "azene", a trank. It helped me get thru a sort of hell but was taken off the market as far as I can find out.
But on the day Elvis died, I heard the news and simply walked out of work. I drove to the shore and in a park that was once used as the winter quarters for P.T. Barnum's circus, I stood in the field in which the elephants had once been quartered and I threw boomerangs-"whamos" made by mattel who also subcontracted the m-16 automatic rifle-hey, plastic is plastic-anyway, I recall this day very well because I felt nothing. The boomerangs, I had several, flew well and I felt nothing. I'd grown up hearing Elvis on country stations. He was still a kid. So was I. But I'd never heard such spiritual music as I did the year I first heard "Mystery Train" I also heard Chuck Berry and Bo Diddley and something in that music spoke to me then and still moves me now. Haven't a clue why. Elvis had become pathetic...worse, an icon of what prescription drugs, nevermind back door stuff, can do if abused.
So here I was tossing boomerangs, AWOL ; I guess mourning the death of someone whose music was sacred to me. But I felt no grief. Just this calm determination to toss boomerangs.
In September {elvis died in august} I went to the local pharmacy to get my prescription filled. I was wearing a vietnam era jacket with peace symbols on it over my work clothes-white shirt and tie. The pharmacist, Mr. Hershey-Bar, I'll call him, gave me hell. "What did I think he was by giving him such a prescription?" I didn't know what the hell he was talking about. Still don't. Was it the "Azene", whatever that was, or was it the prescribing pdoc who later was prosecuted for being a doctor feel-good. "Ring, I said, you should call Doctor Robert" Beatles- Dr. Robert, summer of '66.
I suspect that if you need to take tranks or other such "goodies" you are suspect of ulterior motives. You want to feel good instead of wishing life would just go away.
Anyway, bye Elvis. Hello Lisa Marie. And what was AZENE anyway? I still can't find out. cockeyed.
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