Sunday, September 19, 2021



 Got an official email from YouTube. I was informed that they are restricting one of my videos because it contains risque material.

Strange, I thought, considering this social media platform allows videos that regurgitate the "F" word two hundred times in three minutes.

My YouTube videos are pure and clean as the wind-driven winter snow. Your grandchildren could view them with no possibility of corruption. Almost.

Then - - suddenly - - I remembered Night Song, a video I made about ten years ago with no thought of restrictions.

I always loved the song When the Smoke is Going Down by the Scorpions. It harbors the  lure and delicious intoxication of
the midnight hours.
And it perfectly exemplifies all the wild Hollywood nights that I reveled in during my reckless youth.

Hence, my video.
I made Night Songs as a glimpse into the hardcore underground lifestyle I once knew. It is a personal favorite of my video creations because it captures my soul - although in retrospect I would have probably changed some things and made the video differently today. It's definitely not perfect.

So, with the resurrection of Night Song I am thinking of that long ago autumn when I was nineteen, when I broke free and went to Hollywood -
when I immersed myself in a dark lifestyle that was in complete contrast to my real self.

I've told this story many times before:

when I had a final horrifying physical blowup with my father, when he choked me into unconsciousness and knocked me through a plate glass door.....
When my rage was so great that I planned to kill him. Got his gun, sneaked into his bedroom at night, aimed......but didn't have the courage to go through with it.

Was I a coward? Or was I mercifully rational?

It was September. I was so physically ravaged that it took weeks for my wounds to start healing. I managed to leave at the beginning of October.
Got a one-room ratty studio apartment in Anaheim for twenty-seven bucks a week - then quickly migrated to Hollywood.

It was scary, tough, unusual at first. I was a naive, sheltered sissy. But I quickly metamorphosed into an alarming alter ego.

Soon I was immersed in the allure of booze, drugs, endless endless sexual encounters.

I'm not proud of that lifestyle, yet - strangely - I don't regret it. I'm glad I indulged and came out alive. I experienced things that others have only seen in their fantasies.....and nightmares.

The sense of freedom was exhilarating.

I can still see myself walking the nearly-deserted Hollywood streets at 2:00 a.m.
A slight autumn chill, a light mist, the lazy October moon sinking in the west.

I wore a Billy Jack hat, a Kennington shirt, Levis, and Kit Carson boots. I kept a switchblade down the side of my right boot, a flask of whiskey in my coat pocket. A stash of Quaaludes (and other stuff) in another pocket.

I was a midnight illusion, a pale phantom sifting through secret realms of adventure and danger in the lonesome shadows......

My video can no longer be seen on my blog, but you can watch it on YouTube

click the link below...or visit my channel Jayveesonata


  1. I just finished watching this video on YouTube - so WTF is their issue? And why can't it be show here on Blogger? For God's sake I see NAKED men on other blogs and they could care the hell less about it so what is up anyhow??

    Anyway, very deep images to go with the song - it told a story and it honestly made me feel somewhat lonely, but there is nothing wrong with the video what-so-ever. Idiots. Thank you for sharing it with us, Jon!

    1. I'm wondering why they waited nearly ten years to finally restrict it. Perhaps they saw some of my anti-Biden comments that I posted on YouTube??

  2. Hey, Blogger ... what's up? I just hit publish and got a pop-up saying it 'refused to connect.' Maybe on account I called the censors idiots? Never mind.
    This is brilliant, Jon. I loved that song: how you skillfully wove the lyrics with those scenes that made me want to grab a sweater.

    1. There have definitely been some Blogger "glitches" with the comments these past few weeks. I got a few complaints that comments weren't being published - and one person thought I deleted her comment (I didn't).
      Glad you liked the video - - I'm sure it won't resonate with everyone, but it captures my long-ago lifestyle.

  3. That seems a pretty mild video with today’s standards. I’m still here reading, just not much commenting. I’m ready for fall and some cooler weather.
    Take care, Sheila

    1. I've seen a lot more offensive YouTube videos which have no restrictions at all. I've been ready for fall since last July (*smile*).

  4. There certainly is no reason why this video should be considered risqué in view of what others post on YouTube, Jon. I too have seen far worse just in terms of presentation, not subject matter.

    1. I admittedly don't think the video is suitable for children, but it's odd that YouTube took nearly ten years to restrict it.


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