Sunday, October 25, 2009

The one you never seen before

The Flaming Lips covering the White Stripes...

I love, love, love my Boogie Station.

I was up there today, making the rock happen.

My buddy, Jeff, came over.

He plays guitar.

(Isn't my sister pretty?!?!)

We played guitar together.

I also played the organ a little.

I played the bass.

I played the drums.

I bought a tambourine this weekend, that I attached to the hi-hat, and I played that, too.

The sound up there is out of sight.

It's a pretty unique space.

I bet that not too many of you know somebody (besides me) who has a total mad-scientist music room with an organ, a tambourine and a theremin. And if you do?

Well, here's to you.

And send me your friend's phone number. Hook a brother up.

Sometimes I have to pinch myself and raise a glass to the world, for giving me such an awesome life up here in the mountains, a loving family, friends that I will take to the grave, and a beautiful, funny, talented, special, smoking hot chick, whom, in a few short weeks, I will be proud to make my wife.

I am a fortunate man.