The 27 Club



Today, July 3rd, marks the death of rock stars Jim Morrison and Brian Jones. Both Jim and Brian were 27 years old at the time of their deaths. They are  members of the infamous so-called ’27 Club’.

In case you have not heard of the 27 Club,  it is a group of young, talented  (and I daresay other-worldly) musicians who all died at the tender age of 27.  Spooky huh?  Some of the most famous are: Amy Winehouse, Kurt Cobain, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Peter Hamm  and Robert Johnson.

In terms of numerology, it is not so weird. 27 (or 9) is considered a number of completion. It is also the number of ultimate knowledge, represented by  the Hermit  and the Moon in the tarot.


Of course, these guys could have waited till they were  81. Or 72. Or 90!  But then we would not have the gripping tragedy surrounding their deaths, nor the mystery, nor the romance. We worship our young dead, mourn their losses hard, won’t give them up.


Everybody likes to blame it on drugs, or wild lifestyle, or the hazards of the music industry.  Robert Johnson was, after all, down at the Crossroads 🙂


But seriously,  I got to thinking and I wondered… What if every life is perfectly completed in a perfect way?  Maybe every life ends in a cumulative pinnacle, a perfect 27, whether figuratively or literally.  Maybe there are no accidents, no matter how hard humankind try to manufacture them. Maybe the 27 Club is Supposed To Be.

After all, we do immortalize them.  We remember Jim as  the infamous Lizard King, shaman of the west, taking us through the infinite Doors of perception.  The mystical Brian Jones was a  Rolling Stones icon, the epitome of swinging London. We remember Amy as the tatted diva, ragged  but nonetheless beautiful with a voice that captured and charmed.  And grunge king Kurt Cobain has been the patron saint of many a teenager.

I believe  they each came into this world with an energy that simply could not be assimilated well into planet earth. If you watch videos of them now, you will see that these individuals were ethereal, extremely beautiful, charismatic and talented beyond belief. In other words, too heavenly for earth 🙂

Because of their early deaths, they are etched in our minds, forever present and forever young. Maybe (just maybe, in the cosmic consciousness) they themselves would have no other way.

May they Rock In Peace.

Watch this amazing video to see the full list. You’ll be surprised!

National Poetry Month

Poetry voltaire

Apparently, T.S. Elliot was not very fond of April:

“April is the cruelest month, breeding

Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing

Memory and desire, stirring

Dull roots with spring rain…”

Yeah yeah.  Well, the poem was called ‘The Wasteland’. What do you expect?  But despite, or perhaps because of this — April is National Poetry Month,  a great time of inspiration and creativity.  It is a chance to flex our Bardic muscles. This month, try reading and/ or  writing a poem a day.  Take a stab at haiku, quatrain  or free verse.  Consider sonnet, sestina, rondeau, ballad, or ghazal.   Support your local poets and poetry blogs. Honor your own personal favorites, dead or alive.   Revisit those dusty  old volumes, or better yet, look them up online.   Hundreds of poets are available to browse at


If you’ve never been to a poetry slam, attend one! They are great fun, a chance to meet, mingle and appreciate the spoken word. Plus they might choose you as a judge. And even if they don’t, you  still get to snap fingers and yell out random things like “As It Should Be!”

In your own writing, you can emulate the masters or go indy.  Be expressive.  Let the imagination soar. It doesn’t even have to make sense!  (Not really.)

Jim Morisson

Opens all Doors.  See what he did there?

Poetry  is very flexible. It has the ability to tap into  the subconscious and collective consciousness simultaneously, in a way that no other art form can. Poetry can blend style, substance and individuality with psychic connection and dream states   Every time we put pen to paper, there is the potential to learn something new about ourselves, our past, our loves, our truths and our humanity.


Happy April and Happy Writing 🙂