I can't say I disagree with her, John. Sometimes we must be nuts. I'll admit it . . . when I discovered the attention that playing a guitar brought, I was sold. Then finding out I could come close to duplicating my favorite music for others, AND make money I was twice sold. And when I discovered it was a huge powerbase for meeting the ladies, I was three time sold. And so it goes.

But there are nights where her observation is valid. I've enjoyed the challenge - me or them
I have a song written after just such a night asking why do I want to play in public
. . . it starts out

As I look out tonight
At the faces I see
The blue smoke, the stinking beer
The dim lights and me
I wonder if no-one will listen
Why are you here?

I have another one a similar theme called Fools, Bums and Clowns.

Ask a surgeon why he wants to crack chests for a living? Money or Ego? Maybe because he can.


Ian

Ian
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My gene pool needs more chlorine.