from the LP Are You Gonna Go My Way, Virgin Records, 1993It can be pure torture watching someone you love & care about walk far enough down that dark road until they are out-of-sight for a while, knowing how that always ends, like sticking splinters in your fucking eyes man; when the shit inevitably goes down, you are left wondering, ‘could I have done more to prevent this?’ or ‘did I protest too strongly?’ I of all people know full well that you gotta let people learn their own lessons in life, but it sure as fuck smarts when you have to see the play-by-play; or as Lenny puts it here, “…it didn’t feel good to let you slide…” Even as overblown as Mr. Kravitz’s career wound up becoming, this album has never strayed far from my rotation, chock full of minor chords and life lessons learnt hard; I ask you, how could any mortal man resist Lisa Bonet in her dreadlocked period, right?! For that matter, I have to wonder if Lenny put white girls on the album covers (both CD & LP) just to piss her off…but I digress… In conclusion, coke dealers make lousy boyfriends, and, once an asshole always an asshole; or, as Lenny again so vividly illustrates for us here, “…if they knock on your door, you already gave; you don't need no more of what's ailing you…” Amen!
