Doctor J

Just home from seeing Cynic, first time without Reinert. While I enjoyed them and the new guy is superb, it's not the same at all.

Jaco only needed 4GB of RAM

If the truss rod has seized and the neck is financially impractical to fix, you're stuck so what have you got to lose by brute force? Loosen first, of course, just to see if you can get it moving, and possibly lubricate the threads?

I'd say the John Entwistle Deans which came out after he died were fairly transcendent, emerging from the far side of the grave and such.

That sounds fantastic.

It has the black plastic insert in the truss rod channel which they don't use in US instruments, that I am aware of.

I was in the school band with a fantastic drummer called Glen and, on his recommendation, joined the rock band of a mate of his once we finished school. Eventually, he joined the band, too, as we were involved in a thing which was going to be on national TV. We got to go to a nice studio to record, as we were going to be miming during the show itself. On the day, all the acts had to go through the full show several times, so camera angles and the like could be sorted out. Once we had finished our bit, he and I hit the bar until we were called back again. Come showtime, we were both a little worse for wear, we were not quite late teens yet. The song was a power ballad type (it was the very early 90's and grunge hadn't killed that scene yet) and during the emotional intro, I heard my name being whispered loudly. I turned around and, as the bass drum started booming through the PA, he was shaking his right foot wildly out the side of the kit at me, but still the bass drum boomed out loud and proud. Miming to yourself in public is, as it turns out, quite an unusual sensation if you're not used to it. This made us both crack up laughing. We recomposed ourselves got through the show in an earnestly appropriate fashion, though. It wasn't caught by the cameras, thankfully, and the performance came across fine on TV. A while after, the band fell apart and we went our separate ways. He was a top man and a truly savage drummer. I was delighted to see, years later, he was playing stadiums and shifting big units with The Script.

For Merciless tone shaping ability, no doubt.

Does the seller actually say it's bona fide, hulk hogan vitamin eatin' goddamned US of A? I mean, pricing it at £430 says "we all know this is not the real deal", no?

However, the neckplate rotated 90 degrees shows Agile, if not quite practical, thinking. A management position in a US multinational awaits them.

Fake headstock is fake

It's his mama and his papa

Well done, sounded good. It's a great buzz hearing yourself on national radio. An old band of mine got played on Fanning's show and Jon Kenny's show about 30 years ago, it still makes me smile thinking about it 🙂

Kerbdog... from Kilkenny 😉

Eco-Metal, later known as Thunberg-core

It's almost as if he wanted it to suffer.

I wonder did he use Tone Tipp-ex for the side-dots?

Otherwise known as pleasing note-core in Belgian underground press circles 😁

I moved out of the city about 16 years ago, about a two hour drive away. I stayed in my band and commuted up every weekend for a four hour practice. Four hours of driving, four hours of playing. Same for gigs, which were usually there, too. I didn't mind, initially, but gradually I got sick of the amount of time I spent on the road, particularly when I could arrive on-time but the two lads who lived close to where we rehearsed would arrive 30 minutes late quite frequently. I started to resent the amount of time I spent in the car, to be honest, but I'm not someone who enjoys spending lots of time travelling. If you love your car like Roger Taylor, maybe you can do it without the stress.

You don't know because you weren't there, man... intentionally.

Unnecessarily technical but listenable Metal

If one loves an inanimate object more than fellow human beings, one needs help and emotional support.

Top job, Lenny, well done!

Needed a guitarist for an original metal band. Got an email from a guy who sent us an mp3 of him playing, he sounded amazing, very technically accomplished. We sent him some of our songs to learn and arranged an audition. He showed up, looked the part, so we suggested we play one of the songs. He started playing the intro riff and it was clear he was not the guy who was playing on the mp3 he sent us. Not great, but we all joined in. We got to the verse and he continued playing the intro riff. Bad times. We got to the chorus and all he seemed to know was the intro riff as that's what he kept playing. Then the drums stopped. No bass solo, instead I looked over and the drummer was hunched over. I could see his shoulders shaking, he was having a fit of the giggles and, with great effort and without looking up once, suggested the bass drum skin had split, it hadn't, and that was it. Five minutes and done. We awkwardly suggested we'd reschedule when, clearly, that was never going to happen. Another odd one was a drummer audition for a different band years before, where the guy showed up with his girlfriend who sat beside him and chain-smoked for the entire duration. Ehhh... no thanks.

Singer left the stage, and the band, halfway through a gig while the stoned guitarist slouched on a stool on stage as he was unable to feel his feet and, more importantly, his hands. Funnily enough, the guitarist wasn't actually the issue.