Originally Posted by Sunset Poet
Originally Posted by Fdemetrio
There were several people who wanted to produce me, others wanted music, others wanted lyrics

A number of people wanted to produce me actually, figured I was a cheap date, and was accessible.

I had an agent, and a record label.

On one world tour, I was the headliner and played for sold out arenas, where 12,000 seats was the smallest venue on the tour.

The queen of England knighted me on the European leg of that tour.

After it ended, I returned to Malibu where I have an unencumbered view of the Pacific Ocean from my bedroom

And then, at about 12:30pm on a Tuesday, I awakened from that dream because of the banging noise created by a garbage truck emptying dumpsters in the alley outside my window.




Wow Dom! Wish I was you.

Do ya?