This was a great ride, Wil. Makes me want to dig into my own music vault and relive the glory days. The grunge era kicked ass, but I didn't really consider why before I read this. It was inclusive. And easy. And it sounded good, too. Everyone was dirty and happy at the same time. Now everyone is just clean and sad.
I learned the opening of Come As You Are on my guitar that I picked out that my dad bought me for my birthday that hangs on my wall that I sometimes take down to play than put back up because nine years later it still needs new strings.
This was a great ride, Wil. Makes me want to dig into my own music vault and relive the glory days. The grunge era kicked ass, but I didn't really consider why before I read this. It was inclusive. And easy. And it sounded good, too. Everyone was dirty and happy at the same time. Now everyone is just clean and sad.
I'm glad you're still enjoying your coffee beans.
And I'm really glad you don't have ass cancer.
Love you, buddy.
P.S. Congrats again on your publication!!!!
I learned the opening of Come As You Are on my guitar that I picked out that my dad bought me for my birthday that hangs on my wall that I sometimes take down to play than put back up because nine years later it still needs new strings.