taaatdiskool

Uhmm... well I jammed with my buddie from work... I played a telecaster through a broken fuzzface pedal into my old Peavy bass amp and it sounded terrible. I couldn't keep up with Wayne's spastic elementry drumming skills. My playing is crusty as a 70 year old WASP in shorts on a beach in Arizona. I couldn't remember the last part of the solo for "Nothing Else Matters". Screwed up the bridge/solo/second lyrics for "are you gonna go my way. Had a dog nibble on the corner of my guitar case. Felt like I was regressing as a human being. Thwarted the attempts of Wayne to play anything off a Metallica album released after 91. Found a cool sound for playing "Soma". Couldn't talk Wayne into learning a song I wrote. Fell down. Bruised my tailbone. Ended up drinking Modelo Negra and watching the end of Waynes favorite"sport" NASCAR ...







Thank God for ROCK AND ROLL.
I had a blast!
Thanks to Wayne! I needed that.
My silence is broken.