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How many times have you been married?

This is my second and final marriage.

I call my first one the "dress rehearsal". :wacky:

The first one had an affair with my drummer. She broke up a marriage and a rhythm section at the same time. I miss the drummer. Dude could play.

This one is a keeper. She's my best friend by far. I love hanging out with her. She can eat hotter food than I can and once drank me under a table. :D Seriously, she's the one. I remember the first time I saw her like it was yesterday. I didn't know she would be my wife, but I knew immediately she would be involved in my life somehow and that I had to know her. The rest of her friends were all dolled up and she had her hair down and was rocking jeans and a Mt.Dew T-shirt. One of the worst shows I ever played. Rather than concentrating on playing and singing I was too busy tracking her movements throughout the room.

When I asked her out her first response was "Don't get me wrong, yer pretty to look at. But musicians? Eeeeew."

It took me weeks of wearing her down.

September will be ten years and two kids in. I'm in love with all three of them. To this day, if she is walking toward me from across a room, and she smiles at me, I'm done. I can't even play cool. Wouldn't change a thing. It was a wild ride getting here, but I'm right where I need to be.

Edit: Apologies for my earlier graphic description of the circumstances. I've been here long enough that I shoulda known better. :D
 
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3rd time is a charm, going on 30 years.
It helped that we have the same family structure, sibling count, New Orleans background(I was in a competing band, she was light babe for a band that went on to get signed with Atlantic for a few years), her brother is my age and a bass player, we met at one of my band gigs and I had pictures of my 2 sons on my amp(was really sick of groupies, unstable women, the whole game thing). I figured if pics of my sons didn't run 'em off they might be worth talking to.
The divorce rate in the USA is 50%. After reading this thread, it seems as thought it is much lower with us bass players. It appears we are more stable than the rest of the population. Not sure why that is.
There exists on TB a thread about bassists being the most stable in bands.
 
I'm on #3!
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Once...It will be 28 years this week.
happy anniversary!
It appears we are more stable than the rest of the population.
i'm not too sure about that. i was a 'musician' before i was ever a bass player. musicians can be narcissistic, temperamental, selfish (and wonderful and thoughtful and romantic!). but: i see where you're trying to go with your assertion! good luck! :laugh: :thumbsup:
 
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This is my second and final marriage.

I call my first one the "dress rehearsal". :wacky:

The first one had an affair with my drummer. She broke up a marriage and a rhythm section at the same time. I miss the drummer. Dude could play.

This one is a keeper. She's my best friend by far. I love hanging out with her. She can eat hotter food than I can and once drank me under a table. :D Seriously, she's the one. I remember the first time I saw her like it was yesterday. I didn't know she would be my wife, but I knew immediately she would be involved in my life somehow and that I had to know her. The rest of her friends were all dolled up and she had her hair down and was rocking jeans and a Mt.Dew T-shirt. One of the worst shows I ever played. Rather than concentrating on playing and singing I was too busy tracking her movements throughout the room.

When I asked her out her first response was "Don't get me wrong, yer pretty to look at. But musicians? Eeeeew."

It took me weeks of wearing her down.

September will be ten years and two kids in. I'm in love with all three of them. To this day, if she is walking toward me from across a room, and she smiles at me, I'm done. I can't even play cool. Wouldn't change a thing. It was a wild ride getting here, but I'm right where I need to be.

Edit: Apologies for my earlier graphic description of the circumstances. I've been here long enough that I shoulda known better. :D
This is one of your better posts, not saying the others aren't good but this one inspired me. I'm guessing that your wife may be your muse.