IN AND AROUND THE SF BAY AREA

After the bottom fell out of the oil business back in Louisianne, I returned my houseboat to the bank and my current squeeze, Dianne, who was "as fine as wine", and Honey Bear, and myself journey'd west, We stayed over night with brother Ed in Morro Bay and moved on up the coast to San Francisco. Back in 72' I met a fella named George who had recently returned from flying medi-vac helicopters in Viet Nam, He was hangin' with Ham and Carey, our engineer at KFML. He was a fine fella' but had little or nothing to say about anything. Viet Nam left a lot of feelas' with little or nothing to say.

By now it's Christmas time in 1985 and George has migrated with Ham and Carey to Marin County and got himself a job flying tourists in a Jetstar helicopter at Pier 39 in San Francisco. I mentioned to George that I had a good video camera and had been shooting video for a while and would love to shoot from a helicopter. If I came over to Pier 39 the following Sunday, any time he did'nt have more than 5 passengers, I could ride along and shoot some video.

With Dianne in tow, I was there with bells on. We spent the day riding with George and various and sundry "paying guests" and here's what I was able to assemble from two hours of shakey camera work.




I was at a Verizon store in Corte Madera one day and ran up on a spectacular looking woman working customer service. I had spoken to her a couple of years before, and determined that we were both happily "married". Having found myself recently single, I asked her if she was still happily married. "All men suck", she replied, and I mentioned that my video work occasionally took me to clubs to "shoot" lounge acts and maybe we could meet at The Seafood Peddlar, a nearby waterfront restaurant, have a glass of wine, and "kick the gong around".

I was talking fast as the store was full of up-tite customers with a myriad of complaints, champing at the bit to unload on someone. She slipped me a note that read, "I'm playing at the Elbo Room in San Francisco next week, come and see me". I said, "I'll call ahead and clear it with management to bring a camera, and she said, "Just bring it and shoot, they shoot me all the time".

Your about to see what I saw, and heard, and although I was dumb-founded, I managed to shoot a good hour of video. Here's a couple of tunes, and the reminder that "there's no fool like an old fool". http://www.nobodyfromipanema.com/ Enjoy...