Jimmy's Finger

["Josh Mooney" <jmooney10@xxxxxxxxxx>]

Aw, HELL! I felt literally nauseous when I saw the news this morning. It's
truly upsetting. I mean, his FINGER! AGAIN!! His toe, or a bruised rib, or
his knee blown out, that'd be bad enough, but Jesus, why'd it have to be one
of the ten magic digits? Somebody shoulda had the man in oven mitts 24/7
(except when playing), and a full staff to wipe his arse, button his PJ's,
hand-feed him his bangers 'n' mash, whatEVER.

My concerns are these: First, I love the man. When Jimmy hurts, I hurt.
Second, bone-breaks tend to increase the chance for long-term problems like
arthritis, etc. (I've heard that, anyway). Third, it obviously is a severe
disruption of their practicing for the show, which is a damn shame because
that seemed to be going so well! And I worry about the ultimate impact on
his playing at the concert-- we're talking less than 40 days until the new
show date, and more than half that time he's laid up, unable to play? Ugh!
Just fucking UGH, kids!  

The sprain in '73, the break in '75, and now this. I don't know what to make
of it. (Shakes head sadly.)

Well, I'm sending all positive vibes and whatever cosmic energy I can muster
Jimmy's way right now, and I'm about the blast "Dazed" from the Forum, June
3,'73, to remind myself that his finger's healed magnificently before and it
will do again.

If I could break MY finger to heal Jimmy's, I'd do so in a heartbeat. I know
you kids know what I mean.

---Josh

P.S.: FUCK Rolling Stone's website photo. Crass adolescent bullshit. They
never gave a fuck about Zep. Next time I see Wenner in NYC I'm gonna kick
him in his useless crotch. Hard. I'm dusting off and polishing up the ol'
Doc Martens just for the occasion. To quote Terry Stamp in "The Limey": Tell
'im I'm coming. TELL 'IM I'M FUCKING COMING!