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I would not even try and claim 1st. 2nd. or even 3rd. best drummer on TT. I just LIKE beating the drums :y2: Once I reach the point where our kids don't keep RETURNING (with 4 between the ages of 19-23 it seems a revolving door competition for the spare bedrooms every few months) They are like boomerangs SAD I will get my "music room" complete with drum kit :y15:
 
I'll have you know I'm the #1 Drummer on TriumphTalk!!! drummer22.gif

Well I must be since all my family, friends and normal ride partners all say I march to my own beat or that I march to a different drummer. :y2:
 
Once I reach the point where our kids don't keep RETURNING (with 4 between the ages of 19-23 it seems a revolving door competition for the spare bedrooms every few months) They are like boomerangs SAD I will get my "music room" complete with drum kit :y15:

Take a leaf from the parenting skills of the critters you keep.
Set up the drum kit and the kids will get the hint, if they want there independence they can take the good with the bad.:y16:
 
I found my left wrist was hurting with the left hand exercises but then found if I move the neck from horizontal to about 45' upward tilt I can cover the frets more comfortably. This required a strap, so now given that I'm only doing exercises and not playing I'm able to unplug and wander about the back yard.

SPRUNG by the boss (not that Boss, my boss). BLUSH

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I've opened a can of worms, we (that's her and I) started years ago with one guitar for her to enjoy. Then a week back I finally jumped with the previously mentioned electric, so what do ya think!

Went into this shop today (only one corner of the shop in photo).

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and came home with this,

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now we have these, and I suspect it's only the beginning.

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I don't even remember how the uke ended up at home.

Oh, and my left finger tips are numb. SAD
 
I've opened a can of worms, we (that's her and I) started years ago with one guitar for her to enjoy. Then a week back I finally jumped with the previously mentioned electric, so what do ya think!

Went into this shop today (only one corner of the shop in photo).

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and came home with this,

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now we have these, and I suspect it's only the beginning.

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I don't even remember how the uke ended up at home.

Oh, and my left finger tips are numb. SAD

And the sickness begins.........you will end up with a room full. They are addictive :y2:
 
I found my left wrist was hurting with the left hand exercises but then found if I move the neck from horizontal to about 45' upward tilt I can cover the frets more comfortably. This required a strap, so now given that I'm only doing exercises and not playing I'm able to unplug and wander about the back yard.

SPRUNG by the boss (not that Boss, my boss). BLUSH

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Roving Minstrel, Good On ya Kevin, but thats not what they mean by "going on the road" :y2:
 
I'm through with standin' in lines to clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out
Quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)

I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub
Big enough for ten plus me
(Yeah, so what you need?)

I need a a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet
(Been there, done that)

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher And James Dean is fine for me (
So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair
And change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, drivin' fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair

And well, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up *******s
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free
(I'll have the quesadilla, ha, ha)

I'm gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves
To blow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)

I'm gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair
And change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, drivin' fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial

Well, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser
Get washed-up singers writin' all my songs
Lipsynk 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, drivin' fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial
Well, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar


 
Today being Easter Sunday we had family over.
I've not told my son that I've purchased my first guitar as he's an accomplished player and I wanted to be able to knock out something before he knew.
He started with his high school band and won a national competition and has played with bands but these days (age 36) performs solo at local venues (not for a living). He spotted my new equipment and was surprisingly encouraging. He told me to forget all of the book learning I've been at for the last two weeks, I'm too old to learn that stuff (so said he) and should concentrate on barre chords. This is me taking my first lesson.

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