My writing sucks for two reasons at the moment…a) I have hardly any time to write any more until i get everything sorted with my flat and contract etc. b) I’ve been rather happy recently….for a change. My writing has always been awful when i’m happy. My songwriting used to really suffer. It just does nothing for me. No wonder i like Grunge music so much…teenage angst is the way forward. I’ll have to try tap in to some repressed hatred to write well again until i invariably fuck something up in my life to make me sad and angry again.
I will never pay attention to any girl or woman who says that all men suck or are crap or any variation on the theme. Not that i agree or disagree with them, just that they are the root cause of what men are. You made your bed, fucking lie in it. If you think we’re all shit it’s your fault. This conclusion stems from the most annoying phrase ever uttered by a human being – and when i say ‘ever’ i clearly mean anything that i can think of at this present point in time pertinent to the point i am trying to make – and that is “Yeah, girls do like the bad guys.” Have you ever heard of Darwin? Origin of the Species? Are you familiar with the theory of evolution? Genetics? Any of these things ring a bell? If chicks dig the bad guy, it pretty much means the bad guy is the only one getting ‘any’ – hence the only one likely to be able to reproduce and shoot off some sort of evil offspring capable of carrying on his father’s legacy, should said bad-guy choose to stay around the aforementioned woman long enough to model him in his own image. So what the fuck do you expect? Nice guys apparently only become a viable option once the woman has been shat on like 400 times and decides it’s time for her to ’settle down’ at which point said nice guy is probably shooting blanks therefore confirming the hypotheses that nice guys do in fact finish last, and sometimes not at all. You only have yourselves to blame. Reap it.
Turns out i have a vast reservoir of hatred to rely on when needed…
The other day i Googled my acoustic to see if i could find a picture of it to show a colleague. Curiosity got the better of me so i decided to see what else i could find out about it. I remember putting the serial number into the Fender website and coming up with nada a few years ago so i wasn’t expecting to find much. Turns out there isn’t a whole lot of information out there, and quite a few people are looking for it. Anyway, in the three pages of Google that i looked at, this is what i came up with:
From the Fender website: Unfortunately, our records are not complete enough to provide precise dating information for many early Fender acoustic guitars. Although the tables below are as accurate as possible, serial numbers of these acoustic guitars have never been archived and are of no assistance when attempting to date the instruments.
Fender Catalina
CALIFORNIA SERIES (ACOUSTIC GUITARS IMPORTED FROM JAPAN FROM ABOUT 1982 TO 1985, THEN IMPORTED FROM KOREA FROM ABOUT 1985 TO 1992) – Mine was made in Korea which dates it between 85-92.
Originally sold for $295 to $370 (presumably USD)
Spruce top, mahogany back and sides, Rosewood Fingerboard.
The guitar carries the neck and headstock of early Strats so has the feel of an acoustic Strat. A slightly high action makes it tricky to play at first, although it has fantastic sound.
I got my Catalina from a second hand guitar store in Coogee in Sydney Australia. I forget the name of the store but it was great, they used to do great mods and refurbs etc. I paid $200 AUD for it with slight body damage.
Top 5 Band names ever (see previous definition of ‘ever’). Please note i do not necessarily endorse the music of the following acts:
- And you will know us by the trail of the dead
- Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly.
- Jack Off Jill
- My Baby wants to eat your pussy
- Machine Gun Fellatio
Special mention must go to Anno Domini High Definition. ok so it’s not a band name but ADHD for a prog rock album name is just class.
Did you ever get the feeling Frank Sinatra really wasn’t trying all of the time? He is kind of like the music equivalent of someone speaking with a heavy French accent. They could say something disgustingly vile and it will sound sexy. “I trimmed ze crud from my matted pubic hair with your nasal hair trimmer“. Now if you did the right accent when reading that, it’s pretty much guaranteed the women around you are slightly aroused. In the same manner, Ol Blue Eyes sang some absolutely rubbish songs, but because of the voice you tend not to notice. I recently ‘acquired’ The complete Capitol Singles collection thinking it might be like a best of compilation or so. Sure there are classics like ‘Young at Heart’ etc but he’s got songs on there about mowing the lawn and crap…musical facebook statuses if you will. Fair enough i don’t think he wrote any of the songs he sang but jaysus, have some respect man!
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