Def Leppard is what I think whenever i hear this story. Young Tammy Vader was an asian girl from the most asian place in America, China Town San Francisco. She was your average ordinary everyday kid. Happy to do nothin, in fact thats what she did. Had a million ways to make her day, But daddy dont agree. Cuz when she tried to get away, he said he had plans for her. Stop Buggin me. So she looked into a mirror. And said, Mirror Mirror Just watchin with your eye ablaze. You're just a fortune wheel with something that I wanna ask. Mirror mirror got my fate lyin' in your hands. You're the fool, you're the juggler.Hangman and lover, you're not like no other. Take a look into my eyes. Tell me what you see. Take a look into my eyes. Tell me is it true. She's been Lyin awake all night, just thinkin of you. But a bottle of whisky lies heavy, Obstructing her Veiw. Wasted, she's wasted her time. Wasted, she's shooting a line. Wasted, she's out of her brain. Wasted, she's going insane. But she sees a picture. She's outta luck, outta love. Got a photograph, picture of. Passionate killer, your too much. Your the only one, she wants to touch. But She had Somethin to say. Yep. It's better to burn out. Than Fade away. Gonna start a fire. Rise up, gather round. Rock this place to the ground. Burn it up, let's go for broke, watch the night go up in smoke. Rock on, Rock on. Drive me crazy-ooooo. Don't Serenade, don't fabricate. Just a pyromaniac. What do you want.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Friday, October 31, 2008
Sittin to the Sleep
The other day I was sittin in my room when an idea flooded to my brain, it was an idea to play something, so I sat there(bass in hand) to think of something to play. I must have sat there two whole hours thinking and fiddling with my bass until finally I fell asleep. In the intense dream I was having I was sitting on a hotel bed in what looked to be Redondo Beach. When I was there I was playing bass, I was playing riffs I had never thought to play in real life. Hammer-on, bend, pull-off, over and over again. It was cool.
When I awoke, I had found that I could actually play what was in my dream. Then that got me to thinking, I had sat 2 hours thinking of what to play only to have a dream take me to a place that would give me inspiration. For me, that place is obviously Redondo. So what I have taken from this lazy afternoon was, trust your dreams to take you where you need to be.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Where the Home And the Heart Can't Meet
I live in a Little known place in California that has been in trouble since the logging business was taken out by uptight environmentalists. And as a result, there are a lot of bored, teenage, indians that have nothing to do but start gangs and tease houses. The School I go to is about 30 minutes away. It is Called Minarets. Minarets is an all Tech School and all we do is make movies, type, and learn; It is Pretty effective. So, as you can tell, Id rather be at school than at home.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Stevie's Bass
Superstition is pure, unsalted, awesome for a couple reasons. A. because it's opening is punchy, funky, and makes me bob my head up and down every time I hear it. B. because you can feel the soul in both the vocal and the beat. And because I like this song, I want you to know if you like it too. FIN
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Bass Is a Life style
Bass is a lifestyle, it is a sound, it is a second voice. You can use it to channel your soul.
It is the part of you that says," Don't take crap from that kid", or, "if you slap harder your cooler".
Bass is the tool that is technically easy. Easy to move around the frets, but technical to make a good sound. Bass is a lifestyle.
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