Afternoon, Fellas. Long time no Banter. Hope everyone is doing well.
Oh my God, look what the cat dragged in.
Hey, I smoked a Camacho a week or so ago that was a gift from you, I think. Muchas gracias, hermano.
Hey, Bret. Can't take the credit for that one. I'm glad to hear you enjoyed it though.
I hope everything is healing up well for you.
Huh, thought it was you. My memory is shot. Well, it was a great little cigar.
More physical therapy today.
It's all good. I do enjoy the Camacho's myself, and would have gladly shared.
Have you been playing any on your down time?
Some. Mostly writing. Getting together with the band this weekend at the lake house.
My 14-year-old son decided to avail himself of my guitars while I was laid up. Kid's been playing piano since he was 7, drums since he was 9, baritone sax since he was 11. But he'd never been interested in my guitars. Then he runs across a video on YouTube of Paul McCartney playing "Blackbird". He grabs one of my acoustic guitars, and goes after it. Took him two days -
Two fuckin' days - and he had the song down. Took me months to get functional on a guitar when I was 13. Took him two days. Now, a good guitarist will tell you it's not that complicated a piece. It's not as tricky to play as, say, SRV's "Pride and Joy." But to start from nuthin', not even "Stairway to Heaven" and go right to "Blackbird"? Fuhgeddaboudit.
How come our kids get more talent than we do?