I had a little trouble separating my love songs and my gay love songs.
But these definitely came straight out of my love life.
Beyond my reach is hard to categorize because it
was written by a gay man (me) about a straight woman (Sally) who later
married Don.
Flashes of us was actually an earlier version of Redwood,
much more specifically written about my relationship with Tom Manuel
at one point.
Both Loving man and Michael, I loved you,
were written about the same man, Michael B. (kept anonymous because
he's still alive as far as I know.) They're interesting to compare.
We two was written about a charmer, David. I have
a great picture in my mind of setting on a log in the middle of a
woods with
him one
fine late April day.
Boy with the black, curly hair is a total fantasy.
The lyrics were written to a classical song I had composed for my composition
teacher in 1977.
I started to think about Michael B. again. That
relationship sure led to some great songs.
Bill was an airline flight attendant from San Francisco
who came here to visit in 1979.
Well, this could be a generic love song too. I turned out to be mistaken
about Jim, however, who turned out not to be a little piece
of heaven, after all.
I hope he loves you, too is a stiff upper lip song
from a rejected lover to his no-can-do paramour. Guess who?!
Well, I finally did get my man and dedicated this song to
Stephen.