Tuesday, October 10, 2006
I HAVE A DATE.............
I wasn't too sure what to expect on Saturday when we went to Mars's 30th.
After all my old band would be playing without me or the drummer who played with us all that 7 months ago.
I was meant to have a jam and just didn't know what, if anything, my little traumatised fingers would be able to do.
As it turned out I was very rusty, in both hands, but especially the right one with the two broken knuckles.
Either way, we had a good time and the all the musos that played were great, with the exception of Mad Dog, who unsurprisingly managed to spill beer down the organ, rendering it a large assembled pile of junk.
"Why is there sparks? Is there meant to be sparks coming out of it?" - Mad Dog
Not to worry though, the boys soon removed the ex organ and replaced it with the dodgy Wurlitzer from down stairs.
That's artistic integrity for you!!!
It took approximately an hour for my old band ( with new drummer and organist ) to actually play the first song all the way through.
No surprise there really.
Still, a good time was had by all.
Here's some photographic records, mind your heads on the experimantal shooting.
A pencilled in 8th of November is when I can expect to be leaving home again for another ride on the chopping board express.
Oh well, gives me a month to kill some time, drink some beer, do some crack ( juss kiddin ;) ) and continue with the tedium of physio and hydro therapy.
Not really going anywhere forward with that, more just keeping things moving until post surgery.
.
After all my old band would be playing without me or the drummer who played with us all that 7 months ago.
I was meant to have a jam and just didn't know what, if anything, my little traumatised fingers would be able to do.
As it turned out I was very rusty, in both hands, but especially the right one with the two broken knuckles.
Either way, we had a good time and the all the musos that played were great, with the exception of Mad Dog, who unsurprisingly managed to spill beer down the organ, rendering it a large assembled pile of junk.
"Why is there sparks? Is there meant to be sparks coming out of it?" - Mad Dog
Not to worry though, the boys soon removed the ex organ and replaced it with the dodgy Wurlitzer from down stairs.
That's artistic integrity for you!!!
It took approximately an hour for my old band ( with new drummer and organist ) to actually play the first song all the way through.
No surprise there really.
Still, a good time was had by all.
Here's some photographic records, mind your heads on the experimantal shooting.
Lucy In The Sky
Ben
Stirling
Monday, I spoke to the specialist's secretary regarding the date for the surgery.
A pencilled in 8th of November is when I can expect to be leaving home again for another ride on the chopping board express.
Oh well, gives me a month to kill some time, drink some beer, do some crack ( juss kiddin ;) ) and continue with the tedium of physio and hydro therapy.
Not really going anywhere forward with that, more just keeping things moving until post surgery.
.
