So Ron was forced to oblige with some poetry of his own. And in addition he slipped in some songs by a friend of his, Charles Herold, whom although Kathy had never met him, Ron had assurred her that all this material was there just waiting to be brought forth.
Kathy was surely inspired with Herold's work, in spite of it's biting cynicism, and she took his words and wrote a Joni Mitchell song about the fickle and harsh reality of being an artist in the lush SOHO canyons and galleries of lower Manhattan. However when the evil and sharp tongued Herold heard the beautiful music he was struck dumb as if he had tasted the bitter fruit of insult and spit back at Bleecker St Reality Band and declared that the song would never appear on the Ron English compilation CD!
Ron had certainly got himself in some deep shit. Here were two of his best friends sparring over him. You might ask did he instigate this for publicity, even though no reporters were present, maybe as a trial run to further his private artistic struggle and deep turmoil within? Or had he just made a terrible blunder? You decide.
As it turned out BOTH versions of the Ron
English Train appear on the ENGLISH 101
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