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Years
Of
Music
Without
Morale
Rehearsed
An
Angel
Grabbed
Him by
His
Aluminium
Split
Neck
Lined
Up his
Old
Friends
Pretty
Bastards
All in
A row
Rickenbacker
Kramer
Candy
Apple
Red
And
Fender
Who perched
On the
Edge
I think
I might
Have
Heard him
Say
‘I can
Drink
Tea
Without
Milk
Now
I need
To
Cut down
On the
Sugar’
Lynn Hamilton
Mon 9th Nov 2015 19:11
Thanks for reading and commenting. Was a bit unsure whether to post this link but I know the bass player in this would be 'over the moon' as he loves to tell his stories and show his videos to anyone with time to watch and listen. He has some bloody fantastic stories to tell about various bands. He made a police officers day, who helped in the retrieval of his guitars, with some stories about the Stone Roses, for who he had purchased tickets that day. You have to wait until nearer the end to get a glimpse! But don't forget this poem is for the Angel and that is not me!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSd6QjCDY9g
especially amusing because its a bass player. unfairly lambasted throughout history, it reminds me of the joke...
What's the first thing a bass guitarist says when he knocks on your door?
"Pizza!"
keith moon eat your heart out! liked this lynn, its funny and a little bit sad...
<Deleted User> (8659)
Mon 9th Nov 2015 08:13
Crikey Lynn, he's really throwing himself into the wild side aint he! Good one. Ledger
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Lynn Hamilton
Mon 9th Nov 2015 21:17
Hi Stu. Me again! You gave me a comment some time ago about inspiration. May I comment that you have today inspired me. 'Tales of A Bass Player Pizza Delivery Boy' Thanks Xx