When my girlfriend said she was leaving because of my obsession with The Monkees, I thought she was joking.
And then I saw her face.
I broke my G-string yesterday while fingering a minor.
To be fair, I was trying to play Knocking on Heaven's Door. Never mind, I'll just have to buy new strings.
The Zutons' bass player, Russell, mentioned once in an interview that he liked Maltesers and, at his next gig, he was bombarded with Maltesers.
Well, I happen to know that Ronan Keating is a shit and daggers man.
Granny knot, surgeon's knot, hangman's knot, square knot.
I can't do them, but my headphones sure fucking can.
Here's a picture of me with the band REM.
That's me in the corner.