I'm not getting the sense that I can express my love for Hendrix, Django, and The Andrew Sisters, without facing the slings and arrows of outrageous trolling. I mean you guys are gonna still bore the hell out of each other talking about sandwiches, delusional Neil Young solos, and fascist proclamations about which condiments to use right? Right? Right?
Anybody wanna talk about martial arts? See? Not a safe haven. By the way, I'm interviewing Steve Stevens tomorrow and you're not. Tune in as Tribal Techie and Dew Knot Hump bust some patent leather balls.