Does the ’68 reissue say CBS?

It’s snowing and I’m out driving. Wanna make something out of it?

In preparation for the start of the RPM Challenge on February 1, 2019, here is the gear I hope to use for the entire project. One guitar, one amp, and three pedals. We will see if I am able to stick with this. Fingers crossed.

There are at least 15 turkeys in the woods behind the house. Every few minutes they spontaneously break into a gang war. They chase each other around in circles for about 10 seconds with wings flapping and everything, then they stop for a few minutes before repeating the process.

It’s like some surreal turkey West Side Story or something.

Last night was the first real band practice in months and it didn’t suck. We weren’t good, but it didn’t suck nearly as bad as it should have. Now we just need to book a gig!

Last week’s episode of That Pedal Show was a pretty deep dive into Uni-Vibe style pedals. As a result, I played the crap out of my MXR Uni-Vibe pedal. I usually use that pedal very sparingly, but last night I had it on for 4-5 songs. I liked it. More than I thought I would. Thanks, That Pedal Show!

I played the new Gibson SG through the new Fender Bassbreaker (when I say new, I mean new last May) and they sounded really great. Mike’s new bass sounded great too. The vocals sounded great through the new PA. Damn, we need a gig.

I doesn’t happen often, but last night it happened. Television was scary enough to effect me after I stopped watching.

The Haunting of Hill House on Netflix. Episode five.

We were in the living room. Jen was watching Titanic on VH1 on the TV. I was watching Netflix on my iPad while sitting next to her on the couch. The episode wasn’t that scary. Of the five I’ve seen it was one of the least scary. It had plenty of Holy Shit moments, but maybe not as many as some of the others.

What it had was a lot of haunted house creepy stuff. Lots of it. I mean, tons of it… and the ending. Christ on a Crutch was that tough to watch.

So it was over and I shut off the iPad and took out the air pods and sat and watched the Titanic sink with the love of my life. So I had super scary TV show with a brutally awful tragedy movie as a chaser. We decided to go to bed shortly before Rose found her door that somehow wasn’t big enough to hold Jack too. Jen fell right to sleep, bless her heart. I sat there.

The heater kicked on and I jumped. The cat was out in the kitchen munching on cat food and I jumped. A car drove by slowly and my skin crawled. On a normal night Jen falls asleep first while I sit up in bed for a few minutes. Then when I lay down to sleep I turn the lights off.

Last night I didn’t turn the lights off.

Like some kind of horror movie light weight.