A Rat's Ass or Fun Da Mentals.

Here's the whiney bitch thing I was warning you about. The gig tonight was horrendous. I played like I had a couple of broken fingers. I am so unprofessional. If i'm in a fucked-up mood, I don't play well. It's like something blocks the channel that receives the messages from space. I've had a whopper of a headache today. When I got to the gig, I discovered my snare drum stand had broken which further clouded my mood. This recurring side/back pain thing is making me nuts. The good side is that i'm home now. Vena helped me put things in the proper perspective. How could I possibly complain about all of that stupid shit when I can see. I have all of my limbs. Life is good. I'm going to shut the fuck up now, take a muscle relaxer, wear my underwear around my head and watch Magical Mystery Tour.

Bazaar/Bizarre or The Battle If The Network Stars.

I like doing the dishes. It gives me time to relax and let my mind wander while performing a mindless function. Things are good. I was supposed to have the Kid tonight, but I forgot to look at the calendar. Thank something for Rick reminding me. That ticks the tally at a whopping SEVEN gigs this week! Can I apply for the pension? Last night in the studio was heaven. It went so smoothly. Only did three drum tracks but they sound great. I like working with Jeff Perkins. He writes a song and lets you build it however you feel it. Creative freedom!

Resistance Is Futile or Sorry, Charlie!

Well, that didn't work. The muscle relaxer made me into jello but I woke up with the same side pain. Maybe it's a lump of baked ziti that got stuck. I gotta get up and head to the studio.

I Heard It Through The Grapevine or Wasabi Peas not Nuts

First mistake-telling anyone i'm blogging again. If I have, in the past, been capable of offending you (isn't that everyone?) please don't read my blog. I usually random riff about what's on my mind. That's why I do it. I don't think about what i'm writing. And I CERTAINLY don't mean to offend anyone. This is a necessary exorcise/exorcism for me and i'd like to continue doing it without interference. If i've offended anyone, i'm sorry. Hopefully, this forum will help me with some problems i'm experiencing and give me a laugh now and then. Thank you for your patronage. I'll try to think before I leap.

Clickity-Clack or I Dropped My Birth Control Pill Down The Loo.

I forgot to mention Whole Foods. I haven't been there in forever but I went to find a voice remedy after dropping the Kid off this morning. People aren't kidding when they call it WHOLE PAYCHECK! And I wish it wasn't in snobby old Boca...i'm not gonna get into that! That said, the staff are always laid back and cool...even though they're constantly bombarded by confused and angry Botox Betties who are 100 going on 16. Oooops... I'll shut up now. Love ya, Whole Paycheck. Come to Lantana sometime. I'll make you a sandwich and we can listen to Coltrane and you can vent. I'm here for you.

My,My The Clock In The Sky Is Pounding Away...There's So Much To Say.

The cat's out of the bag and scratching my LP spines to bits! Last night's rehearsal was fun. Got to hold a real live '62 Fender Jaguar. It even smelled old! Had the Kid. She was great this morning. Here was the playlist on the way to school; This Is Radio Clash, Neat Neat Neat by The Damned, Do Wah Diddy by Manfred Mann, Black Is Black by Los Bravos, Suzy Is A Headbanger by The Ramones...Love this Kid! I switched gears to It Makes No Difference by The Band and got sad. Doesn't look like Levon Helm is long for this world. I need to lose weight! I shouldn't have shaved off the beard. Now my double chin is on display for the punching. I've been depressed about the lack of employment (and, consequently, the lack of money) and my recurring back/side pain and i've been eating too much. Waaahhh. I'm such a whiney bitch. On a good note, the muscle relaxers are working and everything's glowing. I love you, Man!!!

It Rears It's Ugly Head

I'm back. Much older. A little wiser. I'm now almost 44 and I feel like i've been shot with one. When I left my home, i went nuts and stopped communicating with some friends. Don't know why. Slowly, i'm getting back to them and finding not much has changed. Last night, I went back in the studio with Bob Wlos after nearly two years apart. Thankfully, the magic hadn't deserted us and things went really well. We're gonna start working on another project with Jeff Perkins tomorrow and that should be fun. Other changes? My love life has never been better. My girlfriend, Vena, keeps me happy when the drugs wear off. She's good people. I have six gigs in three days this weekend! I don't know how i'm gonna do it, either. Stay tuned, loyal friends and family, and see how the drama unfolds!