I WANT TO THANK EVERYONE WHO CONTACTED THE DEPARTMENT OF HOMELAND SECURITY ABOUT WHAT SEEMED TO BE DOZENS OF CODED MESSAGES CURRENTLY BEING PASSED ALONG ON ONE OF MY FIRST  BLOGS FIVE YEARS AGO. I WILL LET YOU ALL KNOW WHAT THEY FIND…AS  SOON AS I FIND OUT!

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LAST YEAR I ASKED SOME WELL KNOWN FRIENDS OF MINETO MAKE COMMENTS TO THANK MARK ZUCKERBERG FOR CREATING FACEBOOK.  https://artiewayne.wordpress.com/2011/06/17/facebook-friends-appreciation-day/

I EVEN WROTE A LOVE SONG TO FACEBOOK WITH MY FRIEND ALAN O’DAY (“UNDERCOVER ANGEL”, “ROCK AND ROLL HEAVEN”), AND SALLY STEVENS. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4Gba1wluU4

IN THE PAST YEAR I TRIED TO CONTACT MARK AND FACEBOOK DOZENS OF TIMES WITHOUT  GETTING A SINGLE RESPONSE, THEN I SAW WHAT THE PUBLIC STOCK SALE TURNED INTO. NOW THE CURTAIN IS BEING PULLED BACK AND THE WIZARD OF ODD IS  FINALLY BEING EXPOSED!

ANYONE WHO HAS EVER PLAYED A GAME, JOINED A CLUB, GAVE A HUG, SENT OR RECEIVED A GIFT HAS TURNED OVER TO FACEBOOK THE RIGHT TO POST ON THEIR BEHALF USING THEIR NAME. NOW FACEBOOK IS ASKING TO USE  YOUR  EMAIL ADDRESS TO POSE AS YOU AS WELL…NOW REMEMBER ALL OF YOUR RIGHTS HAVE JUST BEEN SOLD IN THE INITIAL PUBLIC OFFERING.

HERE’S WHAT SNOPES SAYS ABOUT WHAT’S HAPPENING…

UNFORTUNATELY, SNOPES WON’T LET ANYONE COPY AND PASTE ANYTHING FROM THEIR WEBSITE, BUT  YOU CAN READ ABOUT YOUR RIGHTS AND HOW THEY THEY HAVE BEEN TAKEN AWAY FOREVER! http://www.snopes.com/computer/facebook/privacy.asp

I APOLOGIZE FOR BEING NAIVE, BUT NOT FOR BEING OPTIMISTIC. MARK ZUCKERBERG YOU HAVE A SMALL WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY TO WIN BACK THE  PUBLIC’S TRUST. IF YOU GIVE BACK THE RIGHTS YOU’VE TAKEN AWAY FROM THE MORE GULLIBLE MEMBERS OF FACEBOOK…THE REST OF US MIGHT FORGIVE YOU FOR WHA T YOU TRIED TO DO!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4Gba1wluU4

I may no longer be able to walk or have use of my hands, except for one finger, which i use to type, but I believe “IF YOU CAN ONLY LIFT ONE FINGER YOU STILL CAN POINT THE WAY!”

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JUST NOW I RECEIVED AN  EMERGENCY ALERT FROM MY FRIEND KAREN A. BROWN OF STARDUSTBLUE MEDIA  ABOUT  LINKEDIN (WHICH HAS BEEN VERIFIED!)…

Hello Friends –
This is important for the protection of your Social Media and email accounts.
 
Update: LinkedIn Confirms Account Passwords Hacked
http://tinyurl.com/br8edqb
 
Change ALL your passwords! Disconnect/Reconnect ALL accounts! They stole 6.5 million passwords – If your linkedin password is the same as all your other passwords.. They now have ALL your login info for all of your sites –
 
CHANGE ALL your passwords everywhere!!! Cell phones too!
This is the real deal unfortunately.
Best,
Karen
 
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THANKS FOR T HE ALERT KAREN !

I WANT TO LEAVE YOU WITH SOME THOUGHTS WITH HUNTER GEORGE…

THE VIEW FROM MY PORCH

HUNTER GEORGE

June 7, 2012

Sitting on my porch has always been a comfort to me. I have been fortunate to have front porches in most of the places I have lived. There is a special peace that comes from sitting on your front porch in your favorite rocker of an evening, being carressed by a warm breeze, listening to crickets and watching lightning bugs flash their lights as they float across the lawn. It gives a person opportunity to think and delve into the mysteries of life.

Tonight I puzzled on why so many people forgot about D Day, which happened 68 years ago, on June 6, 1944. A few people as well as I, posted things on Facebook, but I was amazed at the lack of response from my friends to what I posted. Anyone who watched the movie “Saving Private Ryan” got what I think was a tiny taste of the terror of war. I tried to picture in my mind being on a landing craft as the gate fell and you just start running into Hell on Earth. You run on fear and guts. You are in red water and stepping in guts, and you make it to something that protects you, or maybe you find you’re laying in the sand with no legs…….or if you are lucky there is suddenly silence and the blackness of death.

In 1995 I wrote a poem after watching programs on D-Day and the end of World War II. I hope you like it.

 

REFLECTIONS AFTER FIFTY YEARS

All material is copyrighted 1995-2012 Henry H. George

 

Fifty years of silence, beginning to fade.

They speak for those who cannot speak from the grave.

I see them on programs about D-Day, VE-Day and VJ-Day.

 

They try to speak of the unspeakable

That they have lived with for fifty years or more,

And as they try to talk now, for the first time,

They falter, their voices fall silent;

as tears fall down emotion wracked faces

For comrades they saw die those long years ago.

 

I was just a child when they went off to war.

They finally came home and started families,

Friends and neighbors who are with us today.

But I, like they, wonder about families never started

Who might have been my friends today

 

They say they are not heroes, and maybe that is true,

But I bow to them all in homage,

Both the living and the dead,

As wrapped in fear and terror, they fought

That I would be free.

 

I have been honored to kneel at the wall

And touch the name of a childhood friend;

And though not knowing any of those asleep

For half a century or more,

Stood among the thousands in the Cambridge-American

Cemetery in England, tears filling my eyes

For those who had fallen for me.

I always knew if I ever got the chance,

I would go where they are

To honor them and say a prayer

That could not be said as a child.

 

To those of you who yet live, I hope you will understand

That just as you can’t find the words to speak

Of what you lived through,

I will never find the words to express my feelings

Of thankfulness and respect for you.

It is here in my heart and in tears

On a far away grave.

 

Hunter George https://www.facebook.com/#!/hhuntergeorge

1995

 TRANSITIONS

Neil Diamond sent a tweet out yesterday about  the passing of our friend, drummer, Dennis St. John. “Lost  my old friend, Dennis St.John his drumming graces my recordings from “Hot August Nights” to “The Jazz Singer”…I’ll miss him big time”

BEFORE DENNIS WAS NEIL’S MUSICAL DIRECTOR IN THE SEVENTIES HE WAS PART OF THE ATLANTA RYTHYM SECTION AND PLAYED ON “I NEVER PROMISED YOU A ROSE GARDEN”, ‘WALK A MILE IN MY SHOES”, “SHEILAH”, AND DOZENS MORE! HE ALSO PLAYED ON “LET YOUR LOVE FLOW BY THE BELLAMY BROTHERS, AND THE CLASSIC “DESPERADO” BY LINDA RONDSTAT.

I WAS PROUD TO HAVE DENNIS ST. JOHN IN MY RYTHYM SECTION WHEN I STARTED TO PRODUCE RECORDS IN LA…BUT EVEN PROUDER, AS TIME WENT BY, TO CALL HIM MY FRIEND.

DENNIS ST. JOHN,  R.I.P. MAY YOU ROCK IN PERPETUITY!

RESPECTFULLY, ARTIE WAYNE

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THE WOODSTOCK POSTER CREATED BY PHIL X. MILSTEIN

Copyright 2012 by Artie Wayne

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When my friend, the Father Of Woodstock, Artie Kornfeld invited me to the festival in 1969, I thought it was going to be a great picnic, I wasn’t expecting a life changing experience!

Back in 1967 my wife Sheilah was working at Mercury records as a secretary to Artie Kornfield (“Pied Piper”, “Dead Man’s Curve”) We hung out a lot with Artie and his wife Linda. When we got divorced I got the dog and she got the Kornfelds!

Then one day Sheilah calls me up to tell me that she’s working with Artie again. It seems that he and his partner Michael Lang are putting on a music and art festival at the end of August in upstate NY at a place called Woodstock, and she’s his personal assistant. It sounds a bit disorganized, but I don’t say anything, if anyone can pull it together, they can.

It’s 3 hours before Allan Rinde and Rick Bolsom, from Mercury Records,  Lita Eliscu a freelance writer (Rolling Stone), Cookie the groupie, and I are scheduled to go up to the Woodstock Music and Art festival. Artie Kornfeld and Michael Lang, are having serious troubles getting permits and have to change locations to Max Yasgur’s farm in Bethel, NY, at the last minute. Unfortunately, I’m having serious problems of my own, I can’t score any grass to take to the event!

As a last resort I call my friend Heather MacRae, who’s currently starring in the smash hit, “Hair” On Broadway. She must know someone in the “Hippie” cast who can help us out. She leaves our names at the backstage door with a note to go upstairs to see her friends, James Rado and Gerome Ragni, who co-wrote the musical.

When we walk into Rado and Ragni’s dressing room, they look at Allan and me suspiciously, with cameras hanging around our necks, and tape recorders dangling from our shoulders. I laugh and nervously explain that we’re not cops or from the press trying to get a story, and show them our Woodstock press pass. Fortunately they believe us and when we tell them our “predicament”, they sell us a “lid” from their personal stash (at cost) and hand us a couple of capsules of mescaline for free, in the spirit of “Peace and Love”. We thank them and go to the garage to pick up Allan’s Oldsmobile Cutlass, and our friends, then head we head off for our weekend adventure.”

“Let The Sun Shine…Let The Sun Shine In…The Sun Shine In!”

The festival gets off to a great start with a set by Ritchie Havens, and then it starts to rain … and rain … and rain. There’s a buzz already that this is going to be a historic event. The press tent is alive with anticipation of seeing the artists and people behind the scenes.

I’m skeptical when I hear that a lawyer is taking over as head of Columbia Records, until I meet Clive Davis awash in the rain, the mud, and the good vibrations. How cool it is for the head of a record company to be out here “roughing it” like this with his artists!

Although my friends and I have warm, dry accommodations, food, water, and plenty of intoxicants, a half a million other people who are also here have to rough it in the mud and the rain! We run into a completely soaked (and delightfully stoned) Artie Kornfeld, The Father Of Woodstock, who tells us that thousands of people are crashing the gates, and Woodstock has become a free concert! Starry eyed and drooling, he turns around and melts back into the crowd.
Thousands of people are still pouring in after midnight and I warn my friends that we were probably going to be in the middle of a riot between the “haves” and the “have nots!”

I knew that this whole “Peace and Love” thing could blowup in a minute … but no one is listening to me as they slowly passed the bong around. I don’t know if it’s my paranoia of “Drug Crazed Hippies” rushing the motel or my fear of getting my new Fry boots dirty … I just knew I had to get the hell outa’ there!

After being at Woodstock less than 24 hours, I say goodbye to my friends and decide to hitchhike back to the city. I’m 27 yeas old but, hitchhiking is something I never tried before. At the side of an on ramp, I see Vince Aletti, writer for the Village Voice, who I know from the press parties I crash. He has his thumb out and looks pretty discouraged. This is his first time hitchhiking, too … but I act like a veteran and convince him that if we put on great big smiles, and act sincere … we’re bound to get a ride! In less than 10 minutes we’re picked up by a guy in an old Chevy wagon, who happens to be going all the way into the city! Just like the guys who rode the rails and became “Boxcar Buddies”, Vince and I had a shared experience that went “without a hitch”, so to speak, “Hitchhiking pals” for the rest of our lives!

Finally, I’m back in my apartment, thankful to be away from all of those people … I don’t believe all those people … Damn! It’s still early, so I pack my duffel bag and grab a subway out to Coney Island, stopping only long enough to swallow a little capsule Rado and Ragni, had given me. I don’t know why, but the rest of the day is magical! I feel so much love for Everyone I run into. I don’t even notice that I’m surrounded by a million people on the beach … twice as many as there was at Woodstock … but now … somehow I don’t care!”


Copyright 2011 by Artie Wayne from my new book, , “I DID IT FOR A SONG”  

Copyright 2012 by Artie Wayne

WHILE FIGHTING LARGE CORPORATIONS WHO ARE TRYING TO KEEP ROYALTIES AWAY ME AND THOUSANDS OF OTHER ARTISTS, SONGWRITERS AND PUBLISHERSMY ONLY SOURCE OF INCOME IS FROM THE SALE OF MY BOOK. ” I DID IT FOR A SONG”, WITH OVER 100 STORIES FROM THE MUSIC BUSINESS OF THE ’60s, ’70s, and ’80s. I HOPE YOU’LL CONSIDER BUYING ONE DIRECTLY FROM ME THROUGH PAYPAL FOR ONLY $9.99 AT  artiewayne@gmail.com OR BY CHECK TO…ARTIE WAYNE  P.O. BOX 1105, DESERT HOT SPRINGS, CALIFORNIA 92240

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“SPIDER-MANN” IN TOP PHOTO CREATED BY PHIL X. MILSTEIN!

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Special thanks to Phil X. Milstein for the enhanced Woodstock poster he made!

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