The Past Imperfect

Monday, March 22, 2010

In an attempt to perform CPR on my blog, here's me caterwauling a tune or two.

booda baby said...: Wellie, well, well, as we say around here when peoples wander back and we KNOW we can't say 'YAY!' lest they think that's how it works ...

Oh. I'm going alistening to same wailing.; 3:19 AM
Mimi's Pa said...: Think I'm taking personal responsibility? Not where I come from. I blame Facebook. Much easier to run a double entendre about teabagging up the flag pole to see who salutes it.; 6:10 AM
booda baby said...: Well, that was all verrry fun!!! You Ain't Goin NoWhere is so sweet. Why'd you take a half stack? Ickety sounding room, hm? That's the greatest thing about music- room shmoom - when you're playing, it's all so good. Don't you just love live music?

And HERE is a big truth. (And I will take a picture to prove it.) My word verification? musec.; 7:33 AM
booda baby said...: Wait! I forgot! What a great voice have you!!!!; 7:42 AM
Mimi's Pa said...: Musec? My verification is fultivel, not-quite-an anagram of full live. This has to be the work of a Google punk's inside joke code.

WWAD with one these upstart tube amps. That's a Line 6. (My kingdom for a Twin reverb).; 7:48 AM