Wednesday, October 06, 2004

 

"c'mon lets go," he said and my eyes were half open. the eye hockey forming in the corner as lack of sleep set in. my body hadnt gone prostrate in what seemed like days, and i felt like i could have dry heaved my way to the next stop.

"c'mon lets go," he repeated, and i stared him down with the stink eye.

"aint you gonna rest? aint you got to get some sleep sometime?"

"no time to sleep, the big sleep is comin."

and he pulled me up by my arm to drag me outta there, no questions asked I was ready to go, the big sleep is comin' and I was about to push my self through to keep from gettin' there too soon.

i needed a rest, but he was awake for three days. in a cab, he'd catch a few winks. between sets, he'd nod off for fifteen minutes, or after dinner, he'd take a quick nap. the man could literally go on and on without sleep. how he kept time on stage without falling over was beyond me. i could barely keep my face up and out of my breakfast half the time.

posted by Hog 6:23 AM