I haven't sat down to practice for... years?!?! Yeeowch! Admittedly, I am not the greatest guitar player in the world.... in fact, the other day at a rehearsal, I went for a bit of a solo in "Band on the Run". While I was taking a furious dump all over the breakdown, I started to laugh out loud at the atonal nonsense that was hemorrhaging from my fingers (above a ridiculous JCM 800 100w 4x12) and saw my band mates laughing at me. Not with me... at me. I laughed even harder. One of my band mates is a very, very close lifelong friend, who also happens to be one of the best guitar players you will ever see; literally phenomenal. When I have a guitar in my hands and he is in the room, he has always made me feel like a fat pimple pock'd tween standing poolside in a white bathing suite the size of a placemat. Not purposefully however... he is a gentleman about his mad possesion of pickin' skills, (AND I am a much beter singer than him to boot). At any rate, I actually sat down today, and plugged my guitar in and played, and it was fun!!
I also got blunt with my boss around 2pm today... hmmm thats praw-lee why I'm blogging and practicing anyway... DUH!!
Kisses...
The Twin
Helmet Noise
Thursday, 10 November 2011
Monday, 7 November 2011
First Crack....
Greetings Void,
And so... here is my first foray into the world of sending my thoughts out into you; the great abyss that is the internet. Thoughts currently include "Who'll read it? What will they think of it? Will my punctuation, language, or grammar offend anybody?" Conclusion? Who fucking cares... please consider this as digital tissue paper, where the sputum of my thoughts and ideas will exist until I either forget them, lose interest, or become too lazy to log in and post again.
Now.. to work I go. But where's work today?
Kisses,
The Twin
And so... here is my first foray into the world of sending my thoughts out into you; the great abyss that is the internet. Thoughts currently include "Who'll read it? What will they think of it? Will my punctuation, language, or grammar offend anybody?" Conclusion? Who fucking cares... please consider this as digital tissue paper, where the sputum of my thoughts and ideas will exist until I either forget them, lose interest, or become too lazy to log in and post again.
Now.. to work I go. But where's work today?
Kisses,
The Twin
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