"Are you a Composer or a
Collector of Hot Gear?"
"You Mis-spelled 'Girls'."
"Girls, Gear, c'mon: it's
all about the Beer"
(that's a wine, women and
song joke, son)
While having dinner with a friend, he mentioned "Yeah, the muse came by
and whispered to me, and kept me up all night long."
"What, she just 'happens
by' and gives you stuff? Hell, I have to throttle the bitch just to get
a note out of her."
The most amazing
musicians I know have no musical training whatsoever and can't carry a
tune in a bucket. Despite this utter lack of learned pretension, they
sing on and sing loudly, despite the ridicule of all those around them.
Something incredible must be happening to them to keep them going, that
the rest of us simply cannot perceive.