So Friday has come again at last. I’m going to have one more go at dyeing my hair and then I’m going to leave it for a while. Once the hair is done, my Princeling and I settle to watch some TV and eat. We watch TV a lot more now.
Having been a good boy, I still had 3/4 of my bourbon and hadn’t touched the craft beers. That needed addressing this week…
So, after having a ‘good’ few weeks, it’s all come crashing down again. Three shit dates in one weekend. Yes, you heard me, I said three. Yesterday was the first anniversary of My Lady’s funeral. I hadn’t spent much time thinking about it leading up to it. In fact, most of Friday I was in a great mood. Yesterday morning, I had still not remembered. Then in the afternoon, it hit me. Hard. Que first proper meltdown in quite a while. As ever, I spilled my guts in the Subs Club group chat like we all do. Several loving messages came in, again, as usual.
Mr Pub Shredder said “Cry, scream, shred, sleep, do what you need to and let it out.” Nice. Hmm. Shredding… Not done so much of that recently. Around the same time, Mr Odin asked four of us if we would be interested in playing something of our creation over a drum track he would make. I’ve not recorded anything in quite some time… Seems the Cosmos is poking me again. If I’m going to do something with them, I want the Jackson setup to suit. Fortunately Mr Odin suggested a compromise as I don’t have super heavy strings for down tuning. Drop-D. Cool, that would work. So I took the Jackson off the wall, laid in on the table on the props and set it up. Once it was settled and adjusted, I plugged her in and gave it large! With the EMG pickup and being down tuned, the Jackson sounded great, much closer to “That” sound. Down picking, chugfest heaven. I spend the rest of the evening getting used to it by running some beats on EZ drummer. Finishing up with learning Game Over by Machine Head, I get to bed at a semi reasonable time. 2:30… Yeah I know…
Well, that was last week. Don’t know why I didn’t publish it, but here it is. X