Monday, June 15, 2009

You all owe me.

Except Ralph, he bought me coffee, so I owe him.

Thanks to Doug's unexcused absence, I got to be the bass playah of the night. While I enjoy playing the bass, I must confess, the Key of B is pretty exhausting.


Just kidding. I dig playing bass and I had a great time. My fingers are actually blistered, though, which is the down side.

C'est la vie.

Bass la vie?

1 comment:

Wayne said...

If ya keep doing it, those blisters turn to calouses, and then there's "no worries, mate!" Thought you were a more than capable substitue. Gotta have a bass, or the jam bogs down.

I get a cup of java for ya next time I'm there, which will be the on the 29th.