Ya' know, there's a lot of 'gui****' jokes and drummer gripes on TB, and they are fun and they have their place. But I just gotta say: my guitarist brings the artistic maniacal lightning that sparks my imagination and pushes me to the edge. My drummer is an ominous powerhouse that drives me forward like a train. We've been playing every week for 6 years and I come away damn near each time feeling grateful that I have such great friends with whom I have such great times. Cuz noodling a bass alone at home is a pretty lonely enterprise, and getting all hyped and griped about weekend warrior gigs is pretty un-fun. So here's to the guy who practically saws his guitars in half so I can bring him some weekly thunder, and to the one on the throne with whom locking-in becomes a xmas present that gets me through each damn week. How 'bout it?