I had an amusing dream about Bobby and I last night. I dreamt that we had found a new practice spot to play music and we were starting to set it all up. The weird thing was that we both looked very different. We both were wearing all black and had really long hair. It’s like we were a couple of Scandinavian Metal dudes. The best part was that he had a black flying V that he had just acquired and I was asking him if he would be doing any cool guitar moves or acrobatics with it. He then put the V part on his leg with the front of the guitar facing away from him and holding the guitar vertically started to shred and solo like a guitar god.
I told Bobby about the dream and he had a great response. He said – “You even dream Heavy Metal. That’s pretty funny”.
Ha! Indeed. It all comes back to the Metal.
Horns up fuckers!