Hey, everybody having a good time? I sure am. I can’t believe how this stuff works. Unbelievable. I hope this is not a dream, cause if it is, I’m sleeping in late.![]()
Oh, about the handsonfire thing. I think I’m a great guitarist. I might be.![]()
Standby while I let some of the air outta my head.
OK, thats better. Yesterdays show was beyond good. Last time (a couple of years ago?) we played the Irish festival, I was groped by a train of hot young things passing by with a drink in one hand and my jing-a-lings in thier other hand, while I was singing. But that was about it. The crowd of about 5000 or so was having a great time, but I was working too hard. Not much of anything transpired other than me going home at the end of the show.
I’m a good looking guy, I look about middle thirties, I keep real fit. No excesses… everthing in moderation except the guitar thing. But I just turned 51 last month. I’m type O-negative btw. So after two divorces my game was in the dirt, I couldn’t have a conversation without talkin about the kids or the ex’s.
This year has been phenomenal though, with both the rock band and my other carreer as a wannabe big shot in construction here in NY. And phero’s has bumped everything to the nth power.
Back to yesterdays show. I made a mix of, instant shine, ammunition, a314 with a dab of tuth. OMG
. There was an incredible female response on my side of the stage. Reminded me of when I was in my early twenties. Believe it, I was pulling the cuties up to dance on stage next to me, it was like some crazy ritual going on around me. HELP! I got a pocketful of phone #'s and business cards from babes in thier twenties. Grad school and the like. What the hell am I supposed to do now? Hmmm?![]()