MCChris

Midnight to 4 am. Oy. I'm getting too old for this shit. Fun, though. Lots of whacked out jams. All the fiddles performed fantastically. I think I'm gonna go crawl back into bed ....

Rios (Texas/BBQ) screwed directly into the body by BadgerDave (out of necessity; their mounting holes were bored out and I was not informed of this by the Gear Pager who sold them to me). The pickup rings are there for "the look."

HUNC?

I'm in.

I was waiting for Lou to post a pic of his. My favorite Daytona.

One of the best. Happy birthday!

Ted, I look forward to meeting you next weekend to purchase your Monaco. You echoed my feelings exactly. Although he was a tortured soul, Phil is a personal hero of mine. I can only hope that his contracts were such that his mother Philomena has lived a very comfortable life from the residuals of her son's work. They both deserve it.

In addition to being a cost-effective solution!

An absolute steal.

As is that chambered, ultimate quilt Studio Custom with WCRs and an ebony board! Wow!

As The Beaver! Spelling someone's name wrong is piss poor, man. These fools didn't go to journalism school where I did, I can tell you that. Spell a proper name wrong on any assignment and the highest grade you could get was a 1.0 (D), assuming the rest of it was perfect. Cures you of misspelling names REAL quick.

D'oh!

I believe I'll juxtapose it in the most jarring way possible, by listening to "The Lesson" by the Trinidaddies, a song of raw, animalistic, Godless LUST! "You're payin' the price for the lesson, your naked ASS I'll be caressin'! Duh duh, DUH, duh duh!"

Slung low too.

Debatable after my night at the Opeth show with Scott K.

Watch out for this man. Hanging out with him is bad for your liver.

Sheryl Crow's "Sweet Child O' Mine" is certainly among the worst ever.

You were better off knowing as little as possible about that shit band.

Yes, my wrapper Studio has a stock belly cut, and the other one has a custom-ordered one.

Pretty sure you mean "palatable," not "palpable." "Palpable" means "obvious," as in, "the pale complexion and varicose veins on Poe's ass are palpable."

I saw them with Screaming Trees and Alice In Chains. ST was the best band of the night.

No no sorry...that's spelled S-t-a-r-b-u-c-k-s. No, see...you are wrong. No love for James Marshall Hendrix?