Confirmed, RIP John Perry Barlow
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Faring thee well now....
https://www.sfgate.com/music/article/jo ... 560346.php
https://www.commondreams.org/news/2018/ ... rry-barlow
https://www.sfgate.com/music/article/jo ... 560346.php
https://www.commondreams.org/news/2018/ ... rry-barlow
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Re: Confirmed, RIP John Perry Barlow
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Re: Confirmed, RIP John Perry Barlow
He who shall not be named had some nice things to say about Barlow after opening their show with Attics.
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Re: Confirmed, RIP John Perry Barlow
Apparently he spent time in NYC in the early ‘70’s working as a cocaine dealer and carrying a gun. This is a side of JPB I was unaware of.
It is 1971. John Perry Barlow, who was born and raised in the West, in Wyoming, is living in New York City. He is dealing cocaine. He is shooting cocaine. He is armed, and almost certainly wearing his cowboy hat. The skinny kid from the ranch has joined a band, and they are playing right outside the city in Port Chester, at the Capitol Theater. No one in the band could write lyrics, at least not well, and so they had given the job to a poet the guitarist knew. At first, the arrangement worked, but then the skinny kid started coming up with songs and needed words, but he and the poet didn’t get along. The skinny kid and the poet had an argument backstage at one of the shows, and then the poet turned to the coke dealer in the cowboy hat, who’d been hanging around all week getting on everyone’s nerves, and said,
“You wrote poetry in college, right?”
John Perry Barlow said that he had.
“Great. He’s yours.”
And he was.
It is 1971. John Perry Barlow, who was born and raised in the West, in Wyoming, is living in New York City. He is dealing cocaine. He is shooting cocaine. He is armed, and almost certainly wearing his cowboy hat. The skinny kid from the ranch has joined a band, and they are playing right outside the city in Port Chester, at the Capitol Theater. No one in the band could write lyrics, at least not well, and so they had given the job to a poet the guitarist knew. At first, the arrangement worked, but then the skinny kid started coming up with songs and needed words, but he and the poet didn’t get along. The skinny kid and the poet had an argument backstage at one of the shows, and then the poet turned to the coke dealer in the cowboy hat, who’d been hanging around all week getting on everyone’s nerves, and said,
“You wrote poetry in college, right?”
John Perry Barlow said that he had.
“Great. He’s yours.”
And he was.
Re: Confirmed, RIP John Perry Barlow
(((((((((((((((John Perry Barlow))))))))))))))))
Re: Confirmed, RIP John Perry Barlow
Bobby was there singing and playing guitar to him as he passed, surrounded by lots of friends and family.
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Re: Confirmed, RIP John Perry Barlow
What was his opinion on the repeal of net neutrality? Or is that too political?stevus wrote:i knew he was active in internet things, but almost all the headlines i'm seeing are saying "cyber libertarian" "activist" "internet pioneer". being a songwriter is a footnote
“You just give me the word and I’ll turn that fucking island into a parking lot.”
Secretary of State Alexander Haig to Reagan about Cuba
Secretary of State Alexander Haig to Reagan about Cuba
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John Barlow and Robert Hunter are perhaps the greatest poets of the 20th century.
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Right on. The same book or anOther One shared a story about the skinny kid and he was kicked out of school or perhaps both were ? ...It's vague , but anywayz LIG was formed by the rancher and the hippie guitarist ... inspired in part by experiencing an incredibly treacherous Thunder / Lightning storm along the high desert mountain plains of Wyoming.JonDupee wrote: ↑Fri Feb 09, 2018 10:27 pmApparently he spent time in NYC in the early ‘70’s working as a cocaine dealer and carrying a gun. This is a side of JPB I was unaware of.
It is 1971. John Perry Barlow, who was born and raised in the West, in Wyoming, is living in New York City. He is dealing cocaine. He is shooting cocaine. He is armed, and almost certainly wearing his cowboy hat. The skinny kid from the ranch has joined a band, and they are playing right outside the city in Port Chester, at the Capitol Theater. No one in the band could write lyrics, at least not well, and so they had given the job to a poet the guitarist knew. At first, the arrangement worked, but then the skinny kid started coming up with songs and needed words, but he and the poet didn’t get along. The skinny kid and the poet had an argument backstage at one of the shows, and then the poet turned to the coke dealer in the cowboy hat, who’d been hanging around all week getting on everyone’s nerves, and said,
“You wrote poetry in college, right?”
John Perry Barlow said that he had.
“Great. He’s yours.”
And he was.
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If you haven't , google : " barlow war on some drugs "sparklinthereeds wrote: ↑Fri May 03, 2019 6:38 pmRight on. The same book or anOther One shared a story about the skinny kid and he was kicked out of school or perhaps both were ? ...It's vague , but anywayz LIG was formed by the rancher and the hippie guitarist ... inspired in part by experiencing an incredibly treacherous Thunder / Lightning storm along the high desert mountain plains of Wyoming.JonDupee wrote: ↑Fri Feb 09, 2018 10:27 pmApparently he spent time in NYC in the early ‘70’s working as a cocaine dealer and carrying a gun. This is a side of JPB I was unaware of.
It is 1971. John Perry Barlow, who was born and raised in the West, in Wyoming, is living in New York City. He is dealing cocaine. He is shooting cocaine. He is armed, and almost certainly wearing his cowboy hat. The skinny kid from the ranch has joined a band, and they are playing right outside the city in Port Chester, at the Capitol Theater. No one in the band could write lyrics, at least not well, and so they had given the job to a poet the guitarist knew. At first, the arrangement worked, but then the skinny kid started coming up with songs and needed words, but he and the poet didn’t get along. The skinny kid and the poet had an argument backstage at one of the shows, and then the poet turned to the coke dealer in the cowboy hat, who’d been hanging around all week getting on everyone’s nerves, and said,
“You wrote poetry in college, right?”
John Perry Barlow said that he had.
“Great. He’s yours.”
And he was.
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Know you're in Good Company and the Way is filled with Adventure. With Hunter keep writing the Words to fill Hearts with Song. We'll gather again.
Inspiration move me brightly / Light my heart with sense and color /
Hold away despair / More than this I will not ask / Faced with mysteries dark and vast.............
Hold away despair / More than this I will not ask / Faced with mysteries dark and vast.............