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I mean, they’re on a whole different level really.
Rad! Man, I can’t belive the energy those guys have live, they’re like, 60+ years old and make most young bands look like suckers.
He seems more of a White Castle guy.
Better than lawn gnomes.
Gah! I have to haul all my sh!t back to the rehearsal space in a half hour. Where the f@ck is my boy Howie?
I like him.
Dude, we’d be divorced or someone would be dead if she watched bravo while she worked!
I finally chased her up to her office in our room. It’s...
DGT’s come with elevens and a bunch of owners wind up just rolling with them... there’s also a ton of metal heads, so I’m sure there are others...
That’ll mess anyone up. My wife has been working from home a bunch lately and it puts a wrench in my routine.
All but the legendary cam locking wing tuners.
The upside to this is that you get to mythologize those bands you didn’t get to see. I don’t know how many bands I love that kinda let me down...
3) Felt compelled to listen to Jamiroquai for an hour or so.
Damn! What’d I do to you? I swear I was only joking about poison tacos.
I feel that.
Is it just dirty? Maybe something got caught underneath the saddle? Have you tried taking it apart yet?