He'd listened to Dylan's songs for 25 years, loved his talent, and met him at Electric Ladyland on South Congress Avenue. I don't think he ever wrote a song for any reason other than feeling. He thought Reagan and his supporters were jerks, so he wrote Oval Room. He thought people should forget everything every once in a while and get sweet, so he wrote Girl Scout Cookies. If I Could Only Fly.
People only fly in their dreams.
Blaze was one of the few people who could translate the dream of self-sufficient flight into the reality of song. He's flying now. Blaze was booked at Austin's premiere folk venue, the Cactus Cafe, only twice this decade, which is a shame. Some people in the local music scene didn't have it in them to take him seriously, and he didn't make it easy for them if they tried. There was a time when he was barred from nearly every bar in Austin.