I do too. Although, that may have to do with eyes closed and mean rock n roll faces than the fret markers. (I would have said my big fat gut, but I just lost 20 lbs.)
Great...I'll break the news to the Mrs. She may prefer I put the 20 lbs back on20 lbs? Awesome...that's like 2 Les Pauls, or 3 S2 semi-hollows. You totally need to buy 20 lbs worth of guitars to celebrate!
OP: I have a few older CEs, and I have the same issue. I am mostly a basement player, so it's not a gigging issue where I cannot see onstage.
Stop looking at the neck and pay attention to those girls in the front row worshiping you.
Stop looking at the neck and pay attention to those girls in the front row worshiping you.
Bwaaaa-hahahahahahahahahaha.....singer wanna be!Huggy, I hate to say it, but the girls in the front row are only pretending to look at the guitar players.
They're actually ogling me, the star of the show, the keyboard player. It's true.
The keyboard player gets the girls.
They're winking, lifting their skirts, throwing me their hotel keys and underpants. I tell ya, it gets to the point where I can hardly get through the crowd after the show with all the women dragging on my ankles trying to tackle me and jump on my bones.
The guitar players always have trouble with this. Guitar players think it's about them. But it's not.
It's about me.
The keyboard player.
The real sex machine of every rock and roll band whose guitar players have the guts to share the stage with someone on keys.![]()
Huggy, I hate to say it, but the girls in the front row are only pretending to look at the guitar players.
They're actually ogling me, the star of the show, the keyboard player. It's true.
The keyboard player gets the girls.
They're winking, lifting their skirts, throwing me their hotel keys and underpants. I tell ya, it gets to the point where I can hardly get through the crowd after the show with all the women dragging on my ankles trying to tackle me and jump on my bones.
The guitar players always have trouble with this. Guitar players think it's about them. But it's not.
It's about me.
The keyboard player.
The real sex machine of every rock and roll band whose guitar players have the guts to share the stage with someone on keys.![]()
OK Les, reel it back in baby, or is it the meds?
Like I was telling you, acupuncture won't leave you dopey.Hahahaha! Thanks for making my night! I love this.
Like I was telling you, acupuncture won't leave you dopey.
(But then again, I thought you would have liked the kitty drummer instead)
Stop looking at the neck and pay attention to those girls in the front row worshiping you.