Sunday, May 20, 2007

eight months of solitude

MARQUEZ. Holy hell. That last post of mine is absurd to the max. I'm still trying to decipher it. Not only was I fading in and out of the black-out zone, but I think that my fingers were shifted from their 'home base' position.

So the band finally played a show. Though it was far from polished, we filled the time we were given. It was easily one of the greatest times I've had in awhile. It excites me to know that there's more to come. To hell with the naysayers, we'll play behind chicken wire, Jake and Elwood style, just to get them rocks off. Oh yeah, and the SF trip last week was totally awesome. Photos to come?

LISTEN TO THE YARDBIRDS (early stuff, the Clapton years)

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