P.P.S.
Bob Dylan, Sir!
– Nobel laureate/poet/artist/singer/writer of words and songs,
(all that you are), this message, is for you.

A long-time friend, related to me the interaction he had with You.
I told him I like words, and I could maybe write something
that You might see, but, I would always drag my feet,
or be otherwise, distracted. Time passed, and I delayed, until,
when I did, try, I found it was more than just a little difficult.

So,
just, as I was about, to attempt, a second time,…
This – ‘new thing’ – fell into my lap!

But,
it allows my brain,
to approach your eye, and your brain, – from a new direction!

“Oh, the Times, they are, a-changing!”

Now,  is a moment,  I never thought would occur,
– but one I need to act on –
Mr. Dylan, Sir – please attend these words!

A good while back, (53 years now to be exact) after Woodstock,
– in New York City, at the record studio with Alan Ginsberg,
working on Alan’s album, ‘First Blues’, there was this guy,
Steven ‘Muruga’ Booker.
Renamed ‘Muruga’, at Woodstock, after  performing with Tim Hardin,
– by Swami Satchidananda Saraswati.
“He who ‘taps’ into the ‘cosmic pulse’’, – that’s what I say of Muruga,
that’s not what his name means, but it is what he is,
– a percussionist, artist, a darned fine music maker.

Anyway,
– at that time, – Muruga, was experimenting with little toy bells.
After one jam bit, Alan, commented to Muruga, with something like,
‘You have great style, flair, rhythm, beat, but can you please stop,
with those bells?’
– Upon which utterance, – there was heard, a reply,

 “Alan, Alan! Let the boy be! I, like, the bells. Let the bells, be heard!”

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Mr. Dylan,
Muruga told me there was a time later on during that studio session,
that You and he had a duet/one-on-one jam…

If he never got around to tell you then,
– let me tell You, now, – You thoroughly, – wowed /impressed – him!

– (I personally feel, Muruga, is in the ultra, uber,
elite of ‘percussive’ sound artists on this planet.)

Yes, Muruga was full of great energy,
good herb, and nostalgic tales of past glories
when he told me, of the little one-on-one share, You had with him,
as he was gathering his mojo before going onstage
to perform with Ralph Koziarski, a very talented, wind instrumentalist,
– (together – they are like a two-man Pink Floyd trance sound),
at Doctor Bob’s ‘Psychedelic Healing Shack’, in Detroit, some years back,….

– (Muruga is looking at me, with tears, in his eyes,
as he shares with me, his memory of You.)
– He tells me,…

“Bob Dylan,
… is the best rhythm guitarist in the world.”

Mr. Dylan, Sir, You are busy and I respect your privacy,
– (and your body of work, your talent, your gifts, your words, – everything),
– but You owe it to yourself, and to the World,
– to just visit, with Muruga.
– (He has wanted to reach out over the years.) It would be a very, special thing!

Please make the contact while you are both in good health.
– You are both, bright lights of this Age, and deserve a reunion.
– I’d love to hear the results.

Thank You, for your time, your songs, your words, anthems/ballads,
– You have been a personal motivator.

May You, stay forever young, – and your songs,
always be sung.
Sincerely,
S

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