Mark Alexander
You're a bad man. You're a very bad man!
Irreverent, independent, and often snarky partnered married gay boomer and doggie dad who is tired of moral pontification by hypocritical conservative assholes and hate filled religious bigots.
This blog is NSFW and intended for adults only.
It may contain unapologetically liberal diatribes and photos of naked men, either alone or together, doing things that may cause inexplicable erections among certain sanctimonious anti-gay Republican congressmen. In addition to my personal photography, images displayed here have been pulled from the internet.
Based on some recent incidents, let me reiterate: If you are the owner of a photo that appears on this site and wish it removed, you don't need to get all legal and send threatening letters and takedown notices; just email me with the photo's URL or leave a comment on the offending post and I will gladly remove it.
In other words…
I've never heard this before, but I really, really like it.
It was part of the soundtrack of my life during my move to San Francisco in 1986. The entire album (Vapor Drawings) is good, but this cut is my favorite. It—and in fact, the entire Windam Hill catalog—was sold by Jerry's Audio in Tucson, the same "audio salon" where I bought my first Yamaha system and CD player.