Something extraordinary happened this evening. Our drummer exploded (in the manner of Spinal Tap) well, he went away on holiday to New Zealand for a time. In any case, we have a new drummer, and he kicks ass! I mean, forget RnR, or the Texas two-step or the humpty dumpty ticky tacky shuffle. Man! When this guy plays funk-rock or Machine Gun by James Marshall Hendrix, man you wanna hear that shit. I could tell straight away the vibe of the musician, he is seriously On the Flex, big-time. Like Maxime, or Mitch Machabelli, a real genius. We played Machine Gun, I hear my train a comin’ and Voodoo Chile slight return much to father’s dismay. I just don’t care.
“Well if I don’t see ya again in this worldI’ll see you in the next one: don’t be late!”
kick ass man.Fcuk the Texas two-step, it’s time to rock out, proper style.
Freedom.Max.
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