I refuse to believe that Hendrix had the last possessed hand,that Joplin had the last drunken throat,that Morrison had the last enlightened mind.
I refuse to believe that Hendrix had the last possessed hand,
Secretly I knew I had been transformed, moved by the revelation that human beings create art, that to be an artist was to see what others could not.
A real prison breakfast" I said."Yeah, but we are free."And that summed it up.