FOREVER FORWARD

How easy it is to become entrenched in thoughts that allow all aspects of your life to be
consumed by your illness
Finding comfort and safety in the labyrinth of trenches that are now your life
Continually challenging any stranger who dares approach your heavily fortified   position
of doom and despair
Choosing to Live in the state of apathy  having no desire to advance or retreat you dig
deeper and deeper
Unaware that each sod of soil represents a memory of happiness only to be thrown into
the mud of past and future thoughts  
All you require to make your position complete is a coffin for you are indeed digging your
own grave,

Remember the power of positive thoughts, move to the forward observation post
There you can direct a full artillery barrage against the negative thoughts that occupy the
high ground of your mind,  
Now you are in the open ground of an open mind
you will see clearly the path leading through your  mind. Into no mans land

There you will live a life of uncertainty but this is better the certainly you accept in your
entrenchment.

Soon you will hear the drummer calling you to arms, you will be amazed at the size of the
army, with its many deferent races and creeds all united under the flag of hope

All ready to fight for the for the colours off life that each of us so treasure
You will then discover that you are fighting a war of attrition broken only by skirmishes
with enemy forces who with total commitment constantly seek to occupy the very heart of
your brain.

Yet our special specialist forces relentlessly seek and destroy out posts of the victorious  
enemy
But as night follows day defeat will follow victory, giving us sustained victory after so many
sustained defeat.

Without question we will win. We must push for the development of new weapons; the
front line must be equipped with the most up to date weapons and allowed to advance
without the involvement of politicians

They must not wait for the order to attack they must be on constant standby
We must ensure that the supply  lines never dwindle,
Forcing our forces to once again become entranced in positions we can only hold.

Many have fallen before many will fall in the future but they fell with dignity, fighting for the
colours of life,
We will never surrender
For ever forward.
LIFE IS
TOO SHORT
TO
STUFF A
MUSHROOM
HELLO AND A WARM WELCOME TO THE ONLY OFFICIAL
“FILL YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK” WEB SITE.
MY NAME IS PETE BOOT, WHO ALONG WITH LOTS OF  HELP FROM FRIENDS
IN ROCK, AND OTHER FRIENDS AROUND THE WORLD ORGANISE
“ FILL YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK”

I MYSELF HAVE BEEN DRUMMING SINCE THE AGE OF EIGHT, AND  BACK IN
THE 70s I WAS THE DRUMMER WITH BUDGIE, WELL HAVING SURVIVED ALL
THAT AT THE AGE OF 47 I WAS DIAGNOSED  PARKINSON'S. AND I AM NOW
THE BEST TAMBOURINE PLAYER IN THE BUSINESS,
NOW ANYONE ASSOCIATED WITH THE ROCK WORLD WILL TELL YOU IF YOU
CANNOT STAND A LIFE OF KNOCKS  IT’S NOT THE LIFE FOR YOU , OVER THE
YEARS YOU DEVELOP THE SKIN OF A  RHINO AND THE DETERMINATION OF
AN ANT, YOU BELIEVE DESPITE THE MANY SET BACKS THAT YOU WILL
MAKE IT!
THEN ONE DAY YOU TAKE A CASUAL GLANCE INTO A MIRROR, AND THINK “
OH HELL I MAY OF MISSED THE TRAIN”  THE REALIZATION  THAT YES, THE
TRAIN DOES STOP AT MIDNIGHT HITS HARD.  BUT THINK POSITIVE  YOU IN
FACT DID NOT MISS YOUR STOP , YOU DID THE WHOLE JOURNEY AND
WHAT A RIDE!
FACING PARKINSON'S WAS A BIT LIKE BEING TOLD THE BANDS GOT A NEW
DRUMMER, ON THE EVE OF A BIG TOUR. YOU EXCEPT IT FACE IT,  BUT
NEVER GIVE IN ,
I'M BLESSED I BELIEVE THAT I'M STILL ON THAT TRAIN. EVEN THE DRIVERS
GONE BUT I'M NOT ALONE, FOR IT STILL STOPS AND PASSENGERS COME
ON BOARD SHOUTING “ WE HAVE COME TO HELP YOU FIGHT”  SO IF YOU
WISH COME ABOARD YOUR ALL WELCOME , BUT REMEMBER WE ARE ALL
CREMATED EQUAL.
AHHHHHHHHH    HELP!
MY BRAIN HAS GONE
DOWN
THE PLUG HOLE
THE OBJECTIVE OF FILL YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK


AS WELL AS RAISING FUNDS IS TO BRING PARKINSONS AND OTHER RELATED ILLNESSES TO
THE ATTENTION OF PEOPLE , , LOTS OF PEOPLE CHOOSE NOT TO ACKNOWLEDGE THAT YOU
EVEN HAVE AN ILLNESS  AND  TURN AWAY, I KNOW THIS FOR A FACT, AS EVEN MEMBERS OF MY
OWN FAMILY CHOOSE THIS ROUTE OF TRYING TO ESCAPE FROM THE TRUTH, AND HAVE
REMOVED ME FROM THEIR  THOUGHTS

I WAS PLACED  OUTSIDE THE CIRCLE BUT  I MYSELF BEING  BLESSED WITH THE LOVE OF MY
WIFE NANCY ,IGNORED  THEM AND DECIDED TO CHANNEL MY ENERGY INTO ORGANISING “FILL
YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK” AND THE HELP I GET FROM OLD FRIENDS
LIKE BIG MICK [METALLICAS SOUND ENGINEER], HAS BEEN FANTASTIC, AND THE REAL BONUS
IS I HAVE MADE LOTS OF NEW FRIENDS,

SO HOW DID “FILL YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK” BEGIN WELL AFTER BEING DIAGNOSED
PARKINSON'S I WAS DEVASTATED, I FELT MY LIFE WAS NOT GOING TO BE WORTH LIVING, AND A
DARK SHADOW FELL OVER ME, IN DESPAIR I SOUGHT OUT THE HELP OF A SPIRITUALIST, I
ADMIT I DID NOT BELIEVE, BUT DID NOT DISBELIEVE, HOWEVER  IT PROVED TO BE THE BEST
DECISION THAT I HAVE EVER MADE,

AT ONE HEALING SESSION DURING MEDITATION I SAW MYSELF IN THE DESERT ALONGSIDE MY
FATHER. A BATTLE  WAS TAKING PLACE MY FATHER WAS A SGT IN THE ROYAL ARTILLERY, AND
THEY WHERE FIRING ROUND AFTER ROUND FROM THEIR 25 POUND FIELD  GUN ’INTO ENEMY
POSSESSIONS. I SAW THE INFANTRY WAVE AFTER WAVE GOING FORWARD ,FOLLOWED BY
STRETCHER BEARERS. AGAIN THE COMMAND FIRE WAS SHOUTED BY MY FATHER WHO THEN
TURNED TO ME SAYING “THIS IS HOW TO FIGHT PETER,  FIGHT DO NOT GIVE UP HOPE FIGHT
FIGHT FIGHT .

FROM THAT MOMENT MY FATHER HAS BEEN WITH ME , AND I LIKE TO THINK DIRECTING ME IN
THE BATTLE AGAINST PARKINSONS
BEING ALIVE WITH AN ILLNESS ,  
IS BETTER THAN BEING DEAD
WITHOUT ONE!
MY GUIDE HE IS A BLACK MAN, AS BLACK AS BLACK CAN BE
. IF YOU TURN THE LIGHT OUT JUST HIS EYES AND TEETH YOU
SEE;
BUT HIS EYES ARE FULL OF WISDOM, AND HIS TEETH HAVE
KNOWN NO LIES.
HE COMES FROM DARKEST AFRICA,
THE NOBLE MASAI TRIBE.
HIS LAND IT HAS NO BOUNDARY, IT'S AS FAR AS YOU CAN SEE.
AND YET THIS MIGHTY SPIRIT HAS CHOSE TO WALK WITH ME.
HIS  BODY WORN, HIS FACE IS THIN. A TRUE WARRIOR IN
BATTLE,
HIS FOES COULD NEVER WIN.
HE SAYS THAT I MUST FOLLOW, AND INTO BATTLE GO.
YET I AM QUITE AWARE THAT I WILL NEVER SEE MY FOE.
FOR HE'S A COWARDLY CREATURE, THAT CREEPS AROUND
AT NIGHT;
BUT I KNOW I COULD BEAT HIM, IN A TWELVE ROUND FIGHT.
THEN IT WOULD BE OVER. MY MIND IT WOULD BE FREE.
NO LONGER LOCKED IN MEMORIES OF HOW OUR LIFE
SHOULD BE.

ON BEHALF OF  FILL YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK INTERNATIONAL. MAY I
SAY THANK YOU TO  ALL WHO SUPPORTED OUR RECENT PARKINSON
EVENT IN AUSTIN  TEXAS.
THANKS TO :-  METALLICA ,THE STAFF AND MANAGEMENT OF THE HOLE
IN THE WALL CLUB, VINCE @ GUITAR WORLD, AND ALL FRIENDS
KNOWN AND UNKNOWN, THE MUSICIANS, AUSTIN CHRONICLE.
EXPRESS AND STAR,  AND A SPECIAL PERSON BY THE NAME OF JAMES
SHRIDER,  AND THE WORLDS BIGGEST THANK YOU TO  ALL
RESIDENTS OF PAYNE AVENUE, FOR PUTTING UP WITH OUR
REHEARSALS,  AND MY BROTHER  ERIC BLAKELYS UNLIMITED SUPPLY
OF HUMAN KINDNESS

PETE BOOT
THE BASTARD
Parkinson’s who or are you, what have I done to you,.To think I never knew you, and now we live as two,
Oh! How I would love to meet you, then you may explain, why you keep on taking all my dopamine,
One night while I was sleeping, you crept into my head, now all my body feels like it’s full of lead,
But the thing you took away that hurts more than the pain is the pleasure of waking up and feeling well again,
You bastard, you bastard, just leave me alone,You think it so funny hearing me moan,
You’re a slimy little bastard, who cannot be found, You think it so funny when I fall on the ground,
You bastard, you bastard get out of my head, Yes I hear you laughing when I fall out of bed,
I hate you, you bastard I will never give in, To give into you would be such a sin,
But when I pass over and walk to light,
I’ll shout
PARKINSONS  YOU BASTARD ,YOU JUST LOST THE FIGHT!
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FILL YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK.


But it need not be rock. Any type of music is good. We all have a favourite tune which we
sing to ourselves when feeling low. I know that I put my heart and soul into music and
now in some strange way it seems to be putting the life and soul back into me. It has
helped me face my illness when I recall in my old days of rock. I never thought I would
see the age of 53 anyway, As the song says, "Speed child, don't wanna be alive when
I'm 25." Now I want to be alive when I'm 95. Life really is what you make it. At times the
hill I climb each day becomes a mountain, but I'm never alone on that mountain.

"You have PARKINSONS!" Those were the worst three words ever said to me, I replied
"Why me?"  Well why not me, who can say it won't happen to me, Who can say they are
going to finish this senta..............  No one knows, life is a chance, the fact is that thanks
to Parkinsons  I have witnessed great acts of kindness and compassion. You see with
illness you slow down. Allowing yourself time to think, accepting your illness is most
important, for in acceptance, you will find both inner strength and peace. Why lock
yourself away? In doing so, the illness is locked away with you. Being alive with an
illness is better than being dead without one!  I consider that life is a big jam session,
you're doing well , then some one changes the key.

I have been in music since 1958, my parents gave me a drum kit. The tutor book's last
page was missing so I took this as a sign and never stopped, the life time of fun that was
given to me with that first kit was fantastic. I have made many friends, my oldest being
Bruno Stapenhill, founder member of JUDAS PRIEST. It was Bruno who said, "That
geezer Eric Blakely is a real gent."



Eric Blakely, is organising a FILL YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK CONCERT - a
PARKINSON'S FUND RAISING EVENT. Like all ideas, they start in your head, but rely
heavily on friends to make them work. I am proud to be one of those friends, and pledge
my support for his unselfish commitment to help people who missed the key change.




Let's not forget CANADIAN GENTLE GIANT,  FERDY BELLAND  Bass player with one of
the best  DRUMMERS I HAVE  SEEN ,THE FEMINISTS, Single handed he organised  
"FILL YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK" AT VANCOUVER.



All ideas originate in the mind, but need the help of friends to succeed. Well thanks to
those friends,  They plus many more have enjoyed giving their time to help people who's
lives have changed beyond recognition. Without warning, illness can destroy plans and
dreams shared with loved ones who I believe have immeasurable inner strength and
courage.

It is a fact that no matter who you are remember illness is a great leveller. The richest
and the poorest - we are all cremated equal.

I hope you come along to FILL YOUR HEAD WITH ROCK, and allow me to shake your
hand. (nobody shakes hands better than someone with PARKINSONS!) and say

"Welcome my Friend


YOU KNOW THE SONG,
IT'S CALLED"LIFE"
DON'T WAIT FOR THE
COUNT IN,

LIVE YOUR DREAMS
ALAN - ME - HARRY +
BRUNO = LION