This almost made me drop my coffee cup. Someone must have read that memo wrong. Isn't there a law on the books that we are always to be treated like second class citizens, no matter the circumstance?
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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"
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My general observation is society sees musicians on the same social ladder rung as professional linen lifters.
Your experience and mine are about the same.
"A teacher arrives at the Pearly Gates - St. Peter says "Welcome! Let me open the front gate for you."
Then a fireman arrives - St. Peter again says "Welcome - go ahead and walk in."
Then a musician arrives and St. Peter says "Welcome! You need to go around the corner, up the stairs, cut through the kitchen..."
Then a fireman arrives - St. Peter again says "Welcome - go ahead and walk in."
Then a musician arrives and St. Peter says "Welcome! You need to go around the corner, up the stairs, cut through the kitchen..."
I am exceptionally grumpy this morning, even for a Grumpy Old Fart. Staying at a client's house and if I am lucky, when I go back home this morning, our new temporary housemate will be in his own room and not asleep on my sofa. He was given an air mattress and enough floor space to make it work last night but when I left he was still not properly installed. However, chicken marsala for dinner did make up for a lot.
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Will re-tell the "joke" ^
One plausible theory is society holds musicians are suspected of having fun at work.
Guests who can really cook are good by me.
One plausible theory is society holds musicians are suspected of having fun at work.
Guests who can really cook are good by me.
Yeah, when I left he had a chicken soup going for today; he made stock from Monday's chicken bones. So far I'm still feeling in the win/win column, but it's early yet.
It's likely to get sticky as soon as he, hubby, and I all want to use the rehearsal studio at the same time. Hubby and I used to have separate areas for individual practice, but all my practice stuff has been moved to the rehearsal studio to make room for The Chef. The Chef also keeps his electronic drums set up in the rehearsal studio.
Two drummers and a bass player walked into a studio and all wanted to play different songs. Sounds like a bad start to a bad joke.
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"Anyone who believes what a cat tells them deserves all he gets."
-- Neil Gaiman
"Anyone who believes what a cat tells them deserves all he gets."
-- Neil Gaiman
There are three cats where I am staying this morning. One is a kitten who is currently unhappy because he's confined to a room so that I can have five minutes without being tortured. My friend for whom I am petsitting tells me the other two have "never given her any love." I am not going to break her heart by telling her that one of those two has been glued to me for three days with nonstop attention and purring. That would be cruel.
My dad had a saying in reference to putting too much effort into something of questionable value: "It's like putting whipped cream on poop. It doesn't help the poop and ruins the whipped cream."
A friend had three cats. When nobody was home, they had to be locked in separate rooms, otherwise there would be some serious fights. He thought that they'd kill each other.
She has two dogs like this. They have their yard split in half so that they can be on different sides and not kill each other. They are not allowed in the house at the same time.
A vet that did well on a trinket. This is a watch that you don't want to put on your wrist. Not that your wrist is poo but it would degrade it.
The Shadows were the band that got me started in 1962. Still at Grammar School three guys asked me to join their band on bass. The lead guitarist showed me my first riffs. After working my Summer Holiday at a potato farm I bough a VOX Clubman 2, two pickups, in white. We played shows in Old Folks Homes and at school. My Dad, a semi-proffesioal Bass Vocalist, did not approve of the solid body.
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^ must have felt like kings
Boy, there's double entendre if I ever saw it.
@Morrighan i hope you had a great birthday. Sorry I'm a little late.
I was going to write B'day but I know where this rude lot would take THAT!
I was going to write B'day but I know where this rude lot would take THAT!
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