tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531553.post5443736166247498425..comments2023-06-27T01:34:35.359-07:00Comments on Ted Burke LIKE IT OR NOT: About the Velvet HammerTED BURKEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16610296721891201100noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6531553.post-11059017448660007952011-01-07T08:18:46.270-08:002011-01-07T08:18:46.270-08:00These sort of testimonies need to be put down. Her...These sort of testimonies need to be put down. Here’s another – I was in a bar in Bell, California around 1988 or so, where my friends Ryan and Bill were playing in a low-rent country & western band. Between sets, Ryan was approached by a scroungy-looking rounder who introduced himself as Richard. This gentleman had the lean, hunted look of a Confederate deserter. Immediately we all noticed his vest, which had two squirrel pelts sewn on them. He laughed about the animals skins and said, “Everything I touch I kill!” He went on to say that he had known Buddy Holly and the Big Bopper before they were killed in that plane crash. The drift in his conversation was starting to make us all nervous. Then Richard – in a moment of terrifying clarity – looked Ryan directly in the eye and said, “As you are I was – as I am, you shall be!” Ryan shrank back, trying to conceal the look of horror on his face. I thought I had walked into a scene from Faust…Barry Alfonsohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14624298347392911828noreply@blogger.com