Jeeez, I’ve only been playing the guitar for a year and a month and Gary finally consented to accompany me on the drums.
There are good and bad points to this.
The good: I imagine I played every note correctly.
The bad: I have to rely on my imagination because HE PLAYED SO LOUDLY I can no longer hear. And he wasn’t even on the full drum set, he was just on the congas. Did Ricky Ricardo play the Congas so loudly Lucy was temporarily deafened? No? What? I can’t hear you BECAUSE I AM DEAF.
Don’t think I didn’t complain. “GARY!” I bellowed, “I CAN’T HEAR MY GUITAR!”
“TURN IT UP!”
“IT’S AN ACOUSTIC GUITAR!”
“PLAY LOUDER!”
“PLAY SOFTER!”
“ROCK IS LOUD!”
So, fine. Now I’m prepared. I’m hauling the “big” amp up from the basement, and I’m turning it up to 11.
3 responses to “Incestuous PandaJam”
All I have are visions of Back to the Future.Rawk On!
I sense a t-shirt in the making: “ROCK IS LOUD!”
Strange but true – there is no t-shirt that states the obvious: ROCK IS LOUD. Sounds like a marketing opportunity for you.