Jul
24
2005

There's Nothing Quite So Pleasing…

…as the distant sounds of a drunken bar full of people attacking the closing eight minutes of "Hey Jude" at the top of their lungs. I am filled with nostalgia for drinking, playing in a band, and also drinking while playing in a band.

The only thing that sucked about drinking and playing in a band was I had to stay sober, for the most part. More than a beer during the course of a performance and my voice wouldn't hold out, especially if we were doing more than a couple of hours. Meanwhile, the rest of the guys, glorious bastards that they were, only played better the more soused they became.

"Widge, want a beer? Can't have one? Damn, guess I'll take it then."

They were wonderful musicians. But assholes. God bless them.

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