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RE: Growing Up 90's: What a Blessing it Was to Come From the Grunge/Punk/Metal Era of Music
Wow. Flashback. That's awesome that you had that stage in your life, got to be a real rock & roll dude. I saw Nirvana in NYC shortly before Cobain's death. Marcy Playground is one of my favorite bands that nobody knows.
Thanks for the memories.
I actually met the Marcy Playground in Gainesville before they hit it bigger but yea they are unknown lol....they were handing out their demo on the street lol. Peddling their cd to college kids. I never got to see Nirvana live sadly, I wanted to so bad back then but never had the grace to go. I actually did some touring a lot in my late 20s, met a lot of famous bands out there due to it but I was kind of always just that local act guy who opened up for others but it was a blast. I think that was close enough for me, the free drinks came too much and dangerously wild woman that I wish I never set eyes on lol. But memories and I think just enough to satisfy that dream I had as a kid.
I took just enough guitar lessons to still muster out a piss pour version of "good loving"
lol...I have had no lessons, I was born with that musical ear curse. Honestly you can give me an instrument I never touched and give me an hour and I will play you Enter Sandman one way or another lol. Its very odd to be born with that, makes you wonder where it comes from or why you have that. You should try again though if you have that love for music, playing an instrument really is amazing after you get past that initial learning curve
I don't know that I was ever meant to master anything. With the guitar I got to the point where I ripped off a solid solo while I was jamming with my teacher, and essentially did a mike drop, walked off stage.
And thus ended @wakeupsheeps life long career lol. Mike drops are so dramatic and awesome lol...used to have a singer that would slap that mic stand at the crowd, then a bar owner reminded us not to do that so no one sues him, whats my singer do...he throws it across the room at a bar stool near the bar owner, needless to say we were never welcomed back lol. Good times hanging with crazy people lol