I’m With the Band by Pamela Des Barres

Author:Pamela Des Barres [Des Barres, Pamela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Crónica, Arte, Historia, Memorias, Sexualidad
Publisher: ePubLibre
Published: 1986-12-31T23:00:00+00:00

August 18… I was sweetly awakened at 9:40 by Jimmy telling me of how he misses me more than I can imagine and how he took some girls back to his hotel and became so repulsed that he kicked them out. He said he’s so miserable without me, he’s going to send for me around the 25th because he has five days off. I’m in a state of shock.

August 20… Where are you, James Patrick, where are you? Every time I get any confidence, it’s shat­tered. Damn it all to Hell. Yet, I know him, he’ll call tomorrow and give me every sweet excuse… I hope.

August 21… No word from James Patrick. No word from James Patrick. Can you imagine? Is there a crea­ture somewhere on this earth called Jimmy Page? Good-night imaginary James, wherever you may be.

August 23… (Beatle day ’64) What can one say when one is this miserable? I’m just walking around like a lump of clay.

August 24… Here I am on another exciting afternoon with the friendly sewing circle. I just made a nice dress, but who cares? Who’s going to see it? I have these lovely visions of myself leaving the plane in it, running to Jimmy with wings on my feet. What an ass I am.

August 25… What a draggy hot miserable day. When I dare to think about what this day might have been, I cringe. Jimmy has a chick in every city, what was I thinking? All I know is what I felt. I guess what I feel won’t be able to count anymore. I went to see Crosby, Stills and Nash, and they were so inspiring; goose-bumps sprang up all over me. Oh, I was so happy for David. Praise God for them all. Even though I’m mis­erable about Jimmy. I’m always thankful that I’m living in these times and that I appreciate what I appreciate. Oh, why am I left hanging? Even if he said, “Fuck off”, at least I’d know where I stand. I’m not even standing anymore, I’ve fallen down.

August 26… Complete breakdown of everything, moaning his name, screaming his name down in my throat… empty words spilling into the hot empty air… “Jimmy Jimmy, where are you?”.

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