WishICouldPlay
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- Nov 21, 2012
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Hi All;
Well, like in your worse nightmares I'm back. I was very surprised by some of the guys that offered support after my last ill-advised post. Mucho appreciated.
I will likely be banned and deleted after this one if I'm not drawn and quartered first.
Interesting nite.
We had a band meeting at a local pub and it looks like were going on "hiatus" for a while. I'm 63, by far the oldest in the band, but interestingly the only one that still has his own hair ... and it grows, right now about half way down my back with no signs of white or gray.
Anyway, we're all old guys and the "hiatus" has nothing to do with personality conflicts or any such ********. All the other guys are experiencing the trials and tribulations of getting older ... one guy had a heart attack, one is getting separated after a million years, one has a couple of teens that are going down the wrong path ... yada, yada, yada. We are all friends and support each other as best we can, unfortunately a "hiatus" generally means that it is done. So, I'm at loose ends.
I would love to be able to start a band that plays some country, some country rock like the Eagles, Burrito Bros., Emmylou, Clarence White, Rodney Crowell, Rosanne Cash, Commander Cody, New Riders of The Purple Sage and of course some Bluegrass. Ain't going to happen ... first of all, there isn't any viable market for it, second no-one can play such a wide variety of stuff well ... it's much more difficult than it appears. I would relate a story but it would be arrogant and self-serving.
So, after the band meeting, I went to my favourite country dive ... actually the only one. As usual, all the 20 something guys were looking for an excuse to hassle and harass me. Couple of minor incidents but nothing that a well placed hold couldn't solve. I've lived a hard life and have played in every kind of dive bar that you can think of ... a lot before any of you were born. You literally had to learn some defensive and offensive defence skills or die. I'm actually very patient, I remember what it's like to be young and full of piss and vinegar. On the other hand, as a man, there is a line that no-one crosses with me without a response.
But, I think I've cracked the code. My Mom passed away at 93, but everyone said she looked no older than 60 even after the dementia and strokes. I've inherited some of that. Every time I go into a pub/bar, people want to guess my age. They know I'm old but can't figure it out. The oldest guess I got tonite was 36. I think the problems arise when the young women that these guys are chasing are more interested in me than them. Oooh, the burdens I bear (lol). I won't go into what happened tonite, it wouln't be appropriate for this forum, but it was pretty good. As Merle Haggard would say ... "It Ain't Love, But It Ain't Bad". I'm never going to let anyone run me out of a pub that I enjoy.
Enough BS. Time to hit the sack.
I tried to respond in my last post to Rango, but I don't think it came thru. Apologize man for being a dick. Learned a good lesson from that and I try to make sure it doesn't happen again.
Not trying to be a jerk.
I'm not American, but I remember Daniel Monyihan? (wrong spelling, I know) at one time opined that " everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but not their own facts". Smart guy was he.
Cheers All!!!
Well, like in your worse nightmares I'm back. I was very surprised by some of the guys that offered support after my last ill-advised post. Mucho appreciated.
I will likely be banned and deleted after this one if I'm not drawn and quartered first.
Interesting nite.
We had a band meeting at a local pub and it looks like were going on "hiatus" for a while. I'm 63, by far the oldest in the band, but interestingly the only one that still has his own hair ... and it grows, right now about half way down my back with no signs of white or gray.
Anyway, we're all old guys and the "hiatus" has nothing to do with personality conflicts or any such ********. All the other guys are experiencing the trials and tribulations of getting older ... one guy had a heart attack, one is getting separated after a million years, one has a couple of teens that are going down the wrong path ... yada, yada, yada. We are all friends and support each other as best we can, unfortunately a "hiatus" generally means that it is done. So, I'm at loose ends.
I would love to be able to start a band that plays some country, some country rock like the Eagles, Burrito Bros., Emmylou, Clarence White, Rodney Crowell, Rosanne Cash, Commander Cody, New Riders of The Purple Sage and of course some Bluegrass. Ain't going to happen ... first of all, there isn't any viable market for it, second no-one can play such a wide variety of stuff well ... it's much more difficult than it appears. I would relate a story but it would be arrogant and self-serving.
So, after the band meeting, I went to my favourite country dive ... actually the only one. As usual, all the 20 something guys were looking for an excuse to hassle and harass me. Couple of minor incidents but nothing that a well placed hold couldn't solve. I've lived a hard life and have played in every kind of dive bar that you can think of ... a lot before any of you were born. You literally had to learn some defensive and offensive defence skills or die. I'm actually very patient, I remember what it's like to be young and full of piss and vinegar. On the other hand, as a man, there is a line that no-one crosses with me without a response.
But, I think I've cracked the code. My Mom passed away at 93, but everyone said she looked no older than 60 even after the dementia and strokes. I've inherited some of that. Every time I go into a pub/bar, people want to guess my age. They know I'm old but can't figure it out. The oldest guess I got tonite was 36. I think the problems arise when the young women that these guys are chasing are more interested in me than them. Oooh, the burdens I bear (lol). I won't go into what happened tonite, it wouln't be appropriate for this forum, but it was pretty good. As Merle Haggard would say ... "It Ain't Love, But It Ain't Bad". I'm never going to let anyone run me out of a pub that I enjoy.
Enough BS. Time to hit the sack.
I tried to respond in my last post to Rango, but I don't think it came thru. Apologize man for being a dick. Learned a good lesson from that and I try to make sure it doesn't happen again.
Not trying to be a jerk.
I'm not American, but I remember Daniel Monyihan? (wrong spelling, I know) at one time opined that " everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but not their own facts". Smart guy was he.
Cheers All!!!
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