This. This is when I wake up and have a good day.
If I don't wake up after dreaming of being Led Zeppelin's substitute guitarist despitenot knowing how to play* thinking "Rock and roll~!" my day gonna be total suck. A level of suckitude only seen by the movie American Pie.
*I had that dream. I was sitting in my bed, then suddenly there's a knock on the door. I open it, and Robert Plant is there. He asks to me to be a bit of a substitute guitarist.ags me rather quickly to Le Backstage, and Jones hands me something to practice on. Lo and behold, it's an emm-effing hair brush. I tell him this, and I'm handed a guitar, which I don't have a clue how to play. Think about that, having thirty minutes and that's it to learn guitar by yourself. And Jimmy Page is there so they don't even need me. So we go out on stage, and somehow it goes okay.
· Fri Aug 30, 2013 @ 02:21pm · 0 Comments