Rock It

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

(There will be a story post on Saturday! Because the tip jar hit $100! Now we’re back to $1. Thanks everyone who contributed! -ctan)

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Maybe I’m a moron but I kept forgetting I was the singer.

No, really, we went down to the basement and I tuned a guitar and then when I had just finished it and my brain moved on to “what’s next?” I realized I didn’t need a guitar… and I tried to sort of surreptitiously put it into a stand but by then the guys were trying unbelievably hard not to laugh and failing, failing, failing.

We laughed so hard I think that was what made my ribs hurt later, not all the pullups.

Or maybe it was something else. But I’ll get to that.

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