Crazy Like Me?
Folkies were avid folk music junkies into alternative and bohemian lifestyles. We were not Hippies. Here are some tales about my experiences.
What The Dog Did
At some point, even dedicated city dwellers can get tired of the traffic, crowds, and noises of urban life.
Doctrinaire
Ozzie and Cherie would walk the few blocks over to the Boston Common for Ozzie to play some terrible music while Cherie “danced.” As soon as a small group of tourists formed, Ozzie would start his spiel asking for spare change to support their art. Being that Cherie could not dance, nor Ozzie Play guitar, it was the rudest form of chicanery. However, the lack of technique didn’t matter, and coins and bills fell into the tin cup. The tourists seemed keen to be clipped.
Funereal
As a folksinger, I had to perform some odd gigs. At the coffeehouses, you knew what to expect at two in the morning from the drunks.
Unobtainable
Most evenings, the habitues of the Folkie Palace made a noisy march down Grove St. to the Harvard Gardens.
Articulate
We had been better off before the Teahead of the August Moon decided to improve himself.
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