My friends
Sometimes when I’m having trouble expressing something, I write a song. This means that often when I have something I want to tell somebody, rather than simply talking to them, I’ll wait until they’re drunk and perform an impromptu acoustic gig for them. It’s not the most direct approach, but it usually works after seven beers.
I recently wrote a song about my friend Julia who, for some reason, continues to help me clean up every time I make a mess of my life. I waited until I felt confident/drunk enough, and then I played the song for her at a BBQ, while some mutual friends sat and listened quietly.
When I finished, there was a moment of silence and a few of the girls looked misty-eyed.
“What did you think?” I finally asked Julia.
“Can you play My Friends by the Chili Peppers?” she replied.
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what an unappreciative bitch
but you can play ‘my friends’! you can play the shit out of it! I’m with Julia on this one.
As a busker, I can relate. The next person to rquest wonderwall when Im halfway through Playing something else is going to learn what it feels like to be beaten to death by a jaded as fuck, tired arse busker. Actually, sorry I take that back: The next person to request wonderwall PERIOD, will learn those things as above.
On an unrelated note, Im getting rly good at playing wonderwall.
I like neeks blog & one day I will ask her to blog about me & then cry when she refuses & I will never read her blog again & curse her name. Only I will still read her blog in secret because at the end of the day, it’s an amusing blog…
I wish my brain had an off button… I can’t sleep.
Gnight!
Forgot to tick the notify box…
*sighs heavily & stares blankly for a moment before slowly making way over to the submit comment button”
@Stanmore – Can you play me a song other than wonderwall?
And then, half way through, stop, and play wonderwall?
Thanks, your the best.
@franksting – my thoughts exactly.
@Ryan – what about a “day in the life of a busker” post? I’ll hang out on the street and drink beer and take notes while you work. Hmm?
I am so down. Like china town (quick showcase of my lyrical talents).
So where shall it be? Thursday at Pitt St mall is a bit too tame. I’ll give u a choice:
Friday or Saturday night at: world square, taylor square or kings cross. I normally play late. Like 10pm onwards.
@Ryan – we must go to the cross. I’m thinking Saturday night; it’s seedier then. I’ll give you a call
Am I really the only person in the world who really, really, REALLY fucking hates that song? Chilli Peppers haven’t had a decent song since that cool one that wasn’t on an album. Um, you know, shit… the one with the circus freaks in the film clip? Dammit. Wish I could remember its name.
Screw it. You know what I’m talking about. You all know I’m right, too, you just don’t want to admit it.
@neek yeahyas! Sat it is. But not this Saturday coz Im best man at my bro’s wedding. Next sat?
@Shane it’s called soul to squeeze, it’s from the coneheads sound track. I play it busking
awesome song.
@Shane – I have no idea what you are talking about.
@Ryan – next Sat, the cross. Mano e mano.
@Annik *sigh* No one ever does. Just smile, nod and say “Well, that is one way of saying it”. It’s a tactic that seems to work well for my wife everytime I go on a meaningless rant.
@Neek, It’s on like donkeynog.
That was not a typo.
Donkeynog: When taste is not important & u run out of eggs.
I 10pm will prolly be a good starting time.
But the freaks start to come out around 2am so however u wanna play it, I intend on being out for atleast 6 hrs.
PS. I’ll be picking your brain about blogging coz I wanna start my own shortly. Fairly warned be thee says I.
@Shane – well I guess that is one way of saying it..
@Ryan – alright, I am in for the long haul. Let’s busk the shit out of the cross. I wanna interview passers-by and take pics too!
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