A written history of Bobby Jameson and his search through the past.
Working my way back through the jungle of drug addiction and booze. My family life as a kid was the breeding ground for addicts. No self worth, no help, and one chance to get out alive. Music was the horse I rode out on...and the music business was the horse I rode into hell. Pronounced dead twice from drug over doses, I lived to tell how the pursuit of fame is as deadly as any narcotic I have ever used.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
(part 55) COLOR HIM IN: KRLA BEAT 1967
Verve Recods poster of Me, Frank Zappa, and Janice Ian