One doesn’t want to piss of an Italian mama.

Note: Nor surprisingly, the language gets a bit salty at some points.

Thanks to Rich F.

John Kerry is still an asshole.

I wanted a practice amp, portability and simplicity being key. This fits the bill nicely, and it sounds good too.

Isn’t it cute?

Note: More pics and reviews here.

I believe that if I were walking through a parking garage where this car was doing its thing, I might well shit a pickle.

Thanks to John for the link.

Got this one from Catfish.

As I mentioned yesterday, I will be playing in a band again after many years of just fooling around by myself with my Beloved Gibson Guitar, playing at blogmeets with Denny (the other half of the highly esteemed “Elderly Brothers”), or just showing up at parties and inflicting myself on the well-oiled guests.

I will be playing with Timeless Soundz (that’s not me in the photos), a four-piece group (nice guys, all) that specializes in 60’s music, which is right down my alley. Despite having played in bands for decades, this will be a new experience for me, as I will be playing guitar, not drums. As such, the Ludwigs will remain packed away for now. Instead, I dragged out my Paul Reed Smith electric (literally, from under the bed), my new Yamaha electric-acoustic and my Fender amp to put them all into service.

The good news is that I won’t have to lug a bigass drum set to the gigs, put it up, take it down, load it, unload it and put it away. The not-so-good news is that I have to spend a fair amount of time figuring out how to adjust all the knobs on the guitars and the amp in order to get the right sounds out of them. The very good news is that one of the guys in the band actually repairs and builds guitars, so I’m sure he can help me when the electronics get the better of me.

It promises to be quite an adventure, one I am looking forward to. I’ll keep youse guys posted.

… in the band business.

Not as a drummer, but as a guitar player-singer. Go figure. Should be fun.

Deets to follow.

Bill Whittle explains.

For may part, I would have reminded that horrible woman that the entire point of the congressional and senatorial hearings was to find out what happened in Benghazi on September 11th. The purpose of the hearings was not, then and there, to figure out ways to prevent this debacle from ever happening again. That process cannot even commence until we know what the hell happened in Benghazi.

The sad thing is that we still don’t know, in large part because of the expert stonewalling of Madam Cattle Futures and the stinking administration that hired her. Of course, it did not help that the Republicans spent so much time making dumbshit speeches rather than asking pointed questions, one at a time, and demanding answers.

Sickening.

If there’s a God in Heaven, Hillary will decide to spend her golden years in some far away place and take her sack of shit husband with her.