PS.: I find it amazing how you can sing stuff like that; I mean it’s very modern, and people who listen to rock music might tend to say: why do they call that a melody?! Frigging amazing - I mean: all of you guys.
What could I do when I was your age? Sing and play the Beatles, the Kinks, ok Jimi Hendrix was a bit demanding, the Who.
Oh yeah, ok, I started playing in a “Jazz”-trio that mingled up classical themes (Chopin), integrated Bach’s Brandenburg Concert and improvised Free Jazz elements.
We were once invited to play a Prom - top forty gig, so to speak. After the first three tunes the Dean of the school asked us whether we were going to play real tunes and we said “no”, so we had to leave the stage. Verrrry embarrrrrassssing! OMG. No, big laugh, actually; cause if they’d loved it we would have made something wrong. Those were the days.
More about my life as a terrorist next time.
Love my cat?
Oh Dad… forever love your music rants, digressions into a tale of youth, and of course your terrorist cat or whatever
PS: cat has a Hitler stash
I have a baby hedgehog named Holly