Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2021 18:35:14 GMT -5
Nah Fangster they wanted a male lead guitarist, they liked a lot of what I did, I jazzed up the chord progression that they wanted us to audition on and they wanted to know how I did that change.
The cop had some pedals and that impressed them, plus he was probably a good player. I was not there on his audition night so I do not know how good he was. I really did not care if I go the job.
I had lived with a radical lesbian (Her definition of herself) for some years after my first marriage ended, we were lovers and had a great time together. Her name was Gwen. We met at an old hippy commune that we both lived in that we called The Perlberg Hotel. Gwen and I got along fine, then she went back to her old girlfriend when she heard I was going back east for the summer. and that was that. On the day I left her in San Diego County to come back east, I was a bit sad that we had parted for good, that lasted until I hit Barsto California at the intersection of I-40 and I-15 then I was over her, that took about 2 hours of sorrow.
Anyways after Gwen I kinda knew how to act around lesbians so it was not that. The cop just fit them better. Maybe he was a great Nah Fangster they wanted a male lead guitarist, they liked a lot of what I did, I jazzed up the chord progression that they wanted us to audition on and they wanted to know how I did that change.
The cop had some pedals and that impressed them, plus he was probably a good player. I was not there on his audition night so I do not know how good he was. I really did not care if I go the job.
I had lived with a radical lesbian (Her definition of herself) for some years after my first marriage ended, we were lovers and had a great time together. Her name was Gwen. We met at an old hippy commune that we both lived in, that we called The Perlberg Hotel. Gwen and I got along fine, then she went back to her old girlfriend when she heard I was going back east for the summer. And that was that. On the day I left her in San Diego County to come back east, I was a bit sad that we had parted for good, that lasted until I hit Barsto California at the intersection of I-40 and I-15, then I was over her, that took about 2 hours of sorrow.
The cop had some pedals and that impressed them, plus he was probably a good player. I was not there on his audition night so I do not know how good he was. I really did not care if I go the job.
I had lived with a radical lesbian (Her definition of herself) for some years after my first marriage ended, we were lovers and had a great time together. Her name was Gwen. We met at an old hippy commune that we both lived in that we called The Perlberg Hotel. Gwen and I got along fine, then she went back to her old girlfriend when she heard I was going back east for the summer. and that was that. On the day I left her in San Diego County to come back east, I was a bit sad that we had parted for good, that lasted until I hit Barsto California at the intersection of I-40 and I-15 then I was over her, that took about 2 hours of sorrow.
Anyways after Gwen I kinda knew how to act around lesbians so it was not that. The cop just fit them better. Maybe he was a great Nah Fangster they wanted a male lead guitarist, they liked a lot of what I did, I jazzed up the chord progression that they wanted us to audition on and they wanted to know how I did that change.
The cop had some pedals and that impressed them, plus he was probably a good player. I was not there on his audition night so I do not know how good he was. I really did not care if I go the job.
I had lived with a radical lesbian (Her definition of herself) for some years after my first marriage ended, we were lovers and had a great time together. Her name was Gwen. We met at an old hippy commune that we both lived in, that we called The Perlberg Hotel. Gwen and I got along fine, then she went back to her old girlfriend when she heard I was going back east for the summer. And that was that. On the day I left her in San Diego County to come back east, I was a bit sad that we had parted for good, that lasted until I hit Barsto California at the intersection of I-40 and I-15, then I was over her, that took about 2 hours of sorrow.