Somehow I just managed to realize that I’ve dated a lot of damn musicians. Enough to have my own band. So here’s who would be in my band…
Teacher. Duh, he teaches music full-time and is a professional musician. He plays just about every instrument, but he’s amazing on guitar. And, he sings.
Art. I’d put Art on keys. He can play guitar too, but he has more of a piano kind of vibe to him. He’s a….Cad. Yep. That’s the word.
Bluegrass. Ah, shitty old Bluegrass. Unfortunately, he’s the only banjo player I’ve dated. Being from Alabama, it would be a sin for me not to include the banjo in my band.
Rocketman. I can’t even be mad at Rocketman anymore. He was a sweet guy. He just had some major issues. He was a bass player, like me. He committed suicide five years ago.
Ok. So far we have guitar, keys, banjo, and bass.
Last, but not least, is drums. This is going to have to go to Redbeard. As far as I can recall, he’s the only drummer I’ve dated. He’s also a tad crazy. Today he posted a series of FWB memes on his Facebook feed. Here they are for your enjoyment:
This bitch be like, “he crazy and needy.”
I didn’t respond in any way. He’s just not worth it. I’m sorry for breaking his heart, but he’s not alone in that. There was a line of heartbroken guys before him, and there will be more after.
Until next time…
Peace, love, & happiness.