one of the things i hate the MOST is when people (who aren't me) touch/play my guitar Noel (pictured to your right), it makes me so mad it's not even sane. And let's just say when something really makes me angry i have this euh 'problem' and let's just call it a....an 'anxiety problem'? yes let's just call it that, so when i have these "anxiety problems" shit happens.
what all this relates to was that i brought my guitar downstairs to practice 'Live Forever' and had to look after the dinner aswell i put it down and then i hear my brother playing it, obviously i freak out and tell him if he keeps touching it i'll break all the bones in his body. Then i go back to practicing and then have to check the shit in the oven once again, all of a sudden my mothers husband decides to pick up my guitar and not only play it, but play it UPSIDE DOWN!!! and then he has the neck on the table when playing it and picking the chords EXTRA hard, and once he decided to put it down i not only heard him hit it only the table once but a few times.
you can imagine the marks in my hands from trying to stop myself from going bonzo.
words of wisdom, never touch noel, i don't care who the fuck you are never touch my guitar UNLESS i give you a special permission, and that only comes about twice a year ;)
rant overrr
the end
p.s Gallows in five dayzzzz
here's a track Black Heart Queen
2 comments:
ugh! i'd be/am the same way about my things. especially my instrumentss. especially when they don't know how to play them!
oh gosh i know!!! esp. when they can't play the bloody thing
people underestimate the love a person can have for an instrument ;)
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