It Seems Like Yesterday...

Yes, it was one year ago today that my "Bon Jovi Weekend" started. Two shows in Boston, then a weekend trip to NYC for Central Park. By far the most fun I've ever had with a group of girls, hands down.

I've got a bunch of pictures down below, pictures that make me smile and laugh, a few that make me cry with longing.

"Below what?" you ask.

Below the song.

Yeah, so one of the things I can apparently do is write lyrics for a melody.

So hear that JB and Rich? Next time you're ready to toss the notepad out the window, give me a call. Jon, you do the title. Richie, you supply the notes. Me? I'll supply a little bit of purple prose to get things going. You don't even have to pay me or give me credit on the sleeve. Just a hug and a "Thanks, darlin'" is all I need.

So, without further ado, and with my sincere apologies to Mr. Bob Seger, here's my song.

Until the End (sung to the tune of "Against the Wind")

It seems like yesterday
But it was long ago
Richie was lovely, he was the king of my night
There in the darkness with his six-string, hat pulled low.

And the music that we shared
The love that freely flowed
Flowed like a river in the midst of a storm
It was the sweetest, sweetest thing, that I ever will know.

And I remember what he sang to me
The desire to be my Valentine
I remember how he held the mic so tight
Oh how I wish those words were legitimately mine

Until the end
We denied it would ever end
We were singing, dancing, and happy
Until the end

And the hours rolled slowly past
And Friday came around
I was surrounded bv strangers who now were my friends
Some came so far, so far away from home

And we waited for our band
There were oh so many songs
I was living to sing and singing to live
Never worried about how they wouldn't be playing for long

Moving me with their music, their words, and their smiles
Even Hugh showed off a secret grin
There's just something 'bout Boston, I guess
Brings to mind lust, and passion and sin

Until the end
We denied it would ever end
We were singing, dancing, and happy
Until the end

Well those girls are my sisters now
And I find myself inspired
Stories and fantasies
What to leave in
What to leave out

Until the end
We denied it would ever end
We were singing, dancing, and happy
Until the end

We were singing, dancing, and happy
Until the end





God I had such a great time that weekend. Flirted with David, had some excellent Italian in NYC, spent a lot of time laughing with good friends.

Boys, before I start crying, please announce the next tour...

~ Hath