October 9, 1996
"Yo wasteoid, you're not gonna blaze up in here...."
I as going to put up a page for 10/8 that said "Today nothing happened." but thought better of it. Well, at least until this page goes up.
What follows is probably only interesting to me. All I know are guitars and 'puters. I'm a geek, Sue me.
Took my guitars into the shop. The acoustic had made buzzing, ground loop type hums many times in the last year. Don plugs it in, nothing. Well, being short of cash, I decided not to have him take it apart. And to tell the truth, I've been playing through some crappy systems lately so it might have been the house systems or their power. Then we spent about an hour going over the two electrics. I thought I knew my stuff! Man I don't know anything. But Don was diggin in the groove thankfully and that is why I take my gear to him. We talked fret conditions, string tracking, neck twists, what my playing style was, action, you get the idea. And looks like all this will be under a hundred dollars which is good.
What do guitar types talk about when they get together? Guitars! Don was telling me about a guitar I had sold at his shop about five years ago. It was bought by a guy who had a gig that night and didn't change his own strings (why we'll never know...). Well his strings needed changing, except he didn't have his guitar with him, so he needed a guitar and bought mine. True story. Anyway, Don says that guy sold the guitar to another guy, again throught Don's shop and this car dealer buys it. So now this guy is going to rip out all the electroncis and install newer, very hot pickups, switches, pots, etc. So I'm laughing cause I bought that guitar new for $300 and sold it for $175, and it now has at least $500 worth of stuff/labor in it not to mention multiple resellings. And Don is laughing cause he's made a ton of money off this one guitar.
Been listening to a lot of Cowboy Junkies lately. Thinking about gettin their latest. Been hearing "Common Disaster" a lot on the radio. The DJ thinks they are the best kept secret in Rock. I bet the Junkies wish they weren't such a secret.
Woke up with a splitting headache and death-wish sick. This years flu is bad! A bunch of people I know are sick with it all over the US. Anybody going to get the flu shot?
Something found on the net...Don't know who wrote this...if you know let me know. Always cite your sources....yadda yadda yadda....
******The 12 Days, Deconstructed******On the 12th day of the Eurocentrically imposed midwinter festival, my potential-acquaintance-rape-survivor gave to me:
TWELVE males reclaiming their inner warrior through ritual drumming.
ELEVEN pipers piping (plus the 18-member pit orchestra made up of members in good standing of the Musicians Equity Union as called for in their union contract even though they will not be asked to play a note...)
TEN melanin-deprived testosterone-poisoned scions of the patriarchal ruling class system leaping,
NINE persons engaged in rhythmic self-expression,
EIGHT economically disadvantaged female persons stealing milk-products from enslaved Bovine-Americans,
SEVEN endangered swans swimming on federally protected wetlands,
SIX enslaved fowl-Americans producing stolen nonhuman animal products,
FIVE golden symbols of culturally sanctioned enforced domestic incarceration,
(NOTE: after member of the Animal Liberation Front threatened to throw red paint at my computer, the calling birds, French hens and partridge have been reintroduced to their native habitat. To avoid further animal-American enslavement, the remaining gift package has been revised.)
FOUR hours of recorded whale songs,
THREE deconstructionist poets,
TWO Sierra Club calendars printed on recycled processed tree carcasses,
and a Spotted Owl activist chained to an old-growth pear tree.
Take it slow...
Drew
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You see me now a veteran, of a thousand psychic wars...
