LeBlanc and Carr. Where are they now? Probably still in California, selling
real estate like Lance Kerwin (you know, James at 15, uh ... or was it 16, uh ...
okay, how about 42?), only he's in
Hawaii, probably downing the Prozac and gin like the trouper he is.
"I think about winter, when I was with her
And the rain was falling down . . ."
Or something like that. More bloated corporock. Funny piece of
Cincinnati trivia, though -- Bam Powell, former Raisins, Blue Birds, Warsaw Falcons,
(currently of Bucket/Lee Rolfes)
etc. drummer played a road tour with this sorry bunch of whiners. He doesn't mention
it, like, ever -- but it showed up in an article about him in a
Cinci paper. I'm sure he'd like to forget. He writes hella songs that really
move ya'. Well, okay, "Falling" might move my . . . oh, that's too
obvious. Forget it. More guys from Cali (or Muscle Shoals, or Nashville, or
Memphis or somewhere) writing songs about winter, which just makes me gag.