Thursday, November 19, 2015
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
That Guitar Had Seconds To Live. . .
This morning I got a message from a Facebook stranger:
" Hi Tom,
Back in probably the late 80's, maybe 87 or 88 - a fellow with a name like yours got up with a band at First Avenue (main stage) and completely destroyed a guitar by smashing it to pieces on stage. It looked pretty spontaneous and First Ave security chased him all around the place. Was that you and if so - fucking awesome! *LOL*"
Yes, That was me. My buddy invited me up to play during their last song, and for some stupid reason, he had claimed my Fender Tele, I owed him money or something, but there I was playing it, and I thought to myself, "This'll get him!" so I smashed it in such a way that I knew he wouldn't be able to glue it back together. I think First Ave. thought I'd gone out of control and was going to start wrecking their stuff, so I was bounced out on my ass! Still friends with that guy, somehow!
Yes, That was me. My buddy invited me up to play during their last song, and for some stupid reason, he had claimed my Fender Tele, I owed him money or something, but there I was playing it, and I thought to myself, "This'll get him!" so I smashed it in such a way that I knew he wouldn't be able to glue it back together. I think First Ave. thought I'd gone out of control and was going to start wrecking their stuff, so I was bounced out on my ass! Still friends with that guy, somehow!
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