We started early today; noon. Ack. That's too early to rock. The first guy was kind of a hippy with stringy hair. Really cool purple American Strat HSS of some type with pearl pick guard. His amp was a black Mesa Boogie
Lone Star Special (or maybe the higher powered
regular one) with selectable wattages. Another very good, technical player that knew lots of tunes and could easily wing it. Then he opened his mouth. He didn't talk about how he'd like to join our band or stuff like that, but mainly told us things we should do to improve our band and that we don't play often enough, so he'd have to stay with his current band also. His wife—who came along and read a magazine—was also… well, she'd fit in perfectly at the Deadwood or at some Iowa City art show, most likely spouting off against Bush with tofu on her breath. I could just imagine the arguments I'd get into with him and/or her if he joined our band. That certainly is the impression I got from the couple.
Guy #2 was also pretty good. A bit of a rusher, although that could've been nerves. But not real rock & roll looking. Another Strat HSS and an overly complicated big ass 2x12"
Line 6 amp. Sang some backup, but some of it was singing in unison with Emily. Uhhh…
We all liked
Jamie Hyneman Andy Armstrong best, and he happily accepted the offer to join.
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