Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Christmas Wishes To Managers

slap Schaffner-The Beginning ... or almost rock!

gentlemen, this time because nothing happened really crunchy, I once sat down and I curved in the past.
While I wandered so (schwief?), I blithely typed ahead of me. What came out here, I want now, in fragments and parts, proffer.

"It had to be exactly this guitar! No other. Not a silly thing with a hole in the middle. I could just get used to this weird string to anyone curious about the device, but it has to be a hole? Never!

It had the guitar by George Baker!

moment ... George who?

You turn the time back in the mid-70s 20th Century.

TV sets were mostly still black and white devices, the hair was a bit sillier than today and the price of gasoline ridiculously low.

I was a good four years old and saw for the first time a music show on television.

The highlight was a guy named George Baker. Today no longer knows the carrion, but his song "Oh La Paloma Blanca" or something like grabbed me and arrested me.

As you go but go on, if so early in childhood that goes wrong. If Billy Joel's

were the Beatles. When Eric Clapton's

were the great blues legends.

And was with me a half-baked pop's mate with a brown afro of a guitar (a Fender Stratocaster Sunburst I know now) has reassigned and sang his silly song about a white beach.

I thought it was great and it had to be a guitar, as George had one. My Daddy said

it again good to me and bought me a children's guitar that looked exactly like the desired object as the George dangling around his neck. Only much smaller.

It was not long since I had ruined the device, which was rare for me, because I always had to ruin my friend Mark. Functioned as a walking stress test for my toys. Everything was kind of unstable, lay in tatters when he went home.

To anticipate the story once, he's still my friend, one of the best, and he has also ruined a long time nothing more.

was any event, the guitar soon forget, I had quite simply lost interest "


So, gentlemen, saw her, then out for me ... first


A PS to the supermarket.!: When the tribute that I had to pay for you, was torn from arms of plastic figures, then I was glad to pay and would have upped the ante nochwas!

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