Dear lost treasure hunter!
Please speak loudly, slowly and in concise sentences. This will highly improve the whole communication thingy, you know. I haven’t given up on the whole rock star thing yet but I’m slowly starting to feel the first symptoms of advancing age. 30 years I’ve spent on this rock and I still haven’t figured out where all of this is going. And I can’t help but notice my decay - time and time again because right after I become aware of it, I... what was I talking about? Who are you and what are you doing on my lawn?
I wish I had a lawn. I should be working in lawn enforcement!
I’m a bass player. We’re not bright. I can work four strings. I can make you feel and I can make you stop feeling. That’s who I am. That’s what I do.
