Lessons about performing, lesson six: Watch your shit.

Yesterday, more than 100 of you crazy bastards read a bunch of pages. I haven’t checked the page view count, but y’all read a bunch. That’s awesome! Don’t tell your friends to visit. I don’t like your friends. Fuck ’em.

No, seriously… Don’t tell ’em. They can fuck right off.

Why? Because of this next damned rule!

Alright, you know what I’m doing. I’m telling you all the stuff nobody tells you. You’ve learned to play guitar faster than Malmsteen, you’ve got the style of Les Paul, and you’ve got a sound like Van Halen. Now, all you need is money for cocaine so that you can be as awesome as Glen Campbell.

Putting two and two together, possibly using all your fingers and toes, you do the unthinkable. You decide to start a band. Trust me, it’s a horrible idea. But, it’s a great time. You probably won’t make any serious money, but don’t let that stop you. Get out there and make the people wiggle.

So, about that money thing I just mentioned… Let me introduce you to our next rule for performing musicians.

Continue reading “Lessons about performing, lesson six: Watch your shit.”

Hits: 195

Don't be selfish, share this with your friends: