I played guitar for the past 5.5 years. Now i can play the music thats in my head. Mostly. I promise i'll write something good someday soon.
I thoroughly enjoy my '93 American Strat. She is indeed a fine instrument.
"I have huge hands... I can't play the mandolin." - Joe Walsh. Thought it was a funny quote, but it turned out to be true in my case. Bit of a kick in the sack.
Please note I have bumped Peter Garret the hell out of my top friends, due to an ABYSMAL hour of Midnight Oil I saw on rage last week. The only songs i knew were short memory and power and the passion, which he didnt even sing most of, because he thought the crowd would do it. He thought wrong, because they were all fucking ASLEEP.
