As you can see from these simple equations, practice is bad, but drugs are good. America's young musicians need to know this.
Posted by dianna at January 4, 2005 01:35 PMNod, Dianna.
I am so proud of your persistence.
It makes me want to do likewise when I get home,
and am once again reunited with the instruments I cannot yet play.
Plus, I like drugs.
Posted by: kati at January 4, 2005 02:59 PMDon't forget to yell "I got blisters on me fingers!" at the end of every song. EVERY SONG.
Posted by: Andrew at January 4, 2005 04:19 PMYEAH!
Wait, no, I don't have blisters. My fingers are kind of peeling from the new calluses, though. Would that take too long to say, do you think?
Oooh! Oooh! Kati, which instruments can't you play?
Last, but not least, it delights to me to no end when a band has recorded so many songs that having a "favorite 20" list is actually not ridiculous.
Posted by: Dianna at January 4, 2005 04:28 PM