Judging from the many book reviews I read, a lot of those essayist memoirs are just a series of short pieces strung together around a central theme - sometimes very loosely strung, with some pieces that don't fit but are stuck in there anyway. You could do that. (Cheerleading: Yay DM! You can do it!)
BACK TO THE THEME OF THE THREAD: One of the things I think was great about Charlie Watts was that he was always at sort of a distance from the whole thing, and often had a look on his face like he found the whole thing ridiculous. Somewhat different, but it reminds me of the Hopi clowns who mock the sacred ceremony while it's happening. Plus he was rock solid, and could swing. Rolling Stone has a very nice remembrance by Max Weinberg.
BACK TO THE THEME OF THE THREAD: One of the things I think was great about Charlie Watts was that he was always at sort of a distance from the whole thing, and often had a look on his face like he found the whole thing ridiculous. Somewhat different, but it reminds me of the Hopi clowns who mock the sacred ceremony while it's happening. Plus he was rock solid, and could swing. Rolling Stone has a very nice remembrance by Max Weinberg.
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