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1971 I moved from Stockholm, Sweden, with Johnny Nash, Danny...
1972 I worked my ass off for the whole year with Johnny Nash...
1973 After having a very nice stoned, drunk, partying...
1974 In January 1974 things started to really go bananas...
1975 In January 1975 I didn't bother to keep a diary...
1976 Lots happened this year that would put me back on track...
1977 Man, I'm ever so busy, bit I like it!...
1978 I was in the studio recording with a band called Slade...
1981 A day off from the tour, so me and Sue rented a car...
1982 Since having been fired from the Who in May 1981...
1983 We settled permanently at the beach chalet. Hard times...
1984 I was working on the David Byron sessions (Uriah Heap)...
1985 This is the last day I have to pay my own hotel bills...
1986 "Deaf boy hug" (Nick Hug and his band) invited me...
1987 I was trying to grow a bonsai tree...
1988 Trip to Texas for a long visit with my Mom and Dad...
1989 The Who told me to stop looking like a '60's rock muso...
1993 A lot of my solo work was done this year...
1995 I'm working on my album Run For Cover in my Home Studio...
2002 John Entwistle, 57, died today at the Hard Rock Cafe...
Diary 1974
London
IN JANUARY 1974 things started to really go bananas. On the 1st I got drunk on the way to the hospital to have my stitches taken out of my hand, and at the same time to have them replace the 'cast' on my broken hand. Drinking has well taken over my life now. On the 2nd I went to see a bone specialist about my broken hand as well. I don't remember much about 1974 except for the fact that I was drunk and stoned all the time, getting in and out of trouble. In fact I was so drunk and stoned that year, that I didn 't even bother with keeping a diary. 1974 is a mystery to me. I do know that I kept doing sessions, but for the main part I was a drunk. Also that's the year that Chris Blackwell said to me that now there was no more Free, and I was still under contract to Island, what would I like to do? I just simply said that I'd like to carry on doing my own solo albums until something else materialised.
He said fine, but asked who would I like to use as musicians. I thought about it a minute, and then remembered Terry and Tony, and said to Chris that I'd like to bring them over from the states to work with me on a Rabbit solo album # 3. And I would also like to bring over my old singer from my band 'Blackwell' over as well to do the singing. Chris said fine, he would bring them all over, so I went home, called them all up, they agreed, and the next thing I knew, the three of them were here in London, ready to play and sing. We went into the studio at Island - Hammersmith, and started rehearsing, and later laid down several tracks, which are still in the Island archives, unfinished. It was great! We had a ball. Just 4 Texans in England, pub hopping, rehearsing, recording, and generally having a good ole' time. We did some good tracks too, that took us into 1975, but more on that later. For now, I just knew it was good to have some 'soul mates' around me. Things weren't going all that good, and I was going down a slippery slope to nowhere. I had lost my direction! Fumbling around, looking for my path again. I lost it in 1973. Terry and Tony stuck it out with me, but I know they had a hard time. I was a changed man! The whole year was really a blank for me, but I do have some great tapes from then to remind me that I did actually make some music, and it was good music too. It's just that I didn't know where I was, or why I was doing it, except for the reason of not dropping out of sight all together. I had to stay on the scene, otherwise I might as well pack my bags and go back to Texas. No way, I was here for a reason, so I just had to stick it out until that reason became obvious. It eventually did, but not in 1974.