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I remember my mum used to play all these retro hits on the radio through the afternoons at home. That was probably my first taste in music itself. Billy Idol, WHAM!, The Police, The Bangles, Debbie Gibson....you know stuff like that..their music were ringing away around the house. Back then, I didn't what rock music is really all about....well maybe with the exception of rock ballads where radio stations are fond of playin.
It was in my early Secondary school life I think when I first heard Led Zep's "Coda" album. It just simply blew my mind off. Jimmy Page played like a motherfucker like no other. His riffs are pure classics. After a few heavy dosage rounds of that album, I found myself hummin away to the riffs....simply simply awesome stuff.
Saph was a guy whom we all (the boys that is...) love to envy. He was the only guy who we knew knows his Rock music by hard....it's like Rock was his fuckin religion or somethin. Girls simply just fall to their slutty knees just by glancing away at him. Well, best of all....he was the ONLY one in class who knew how to play the guitar....
"Bro, could you play the great long solo on "Communication Breakdown?"
"Fuck. You gotta be jokin! Thats easy shit man..."
"How abut "November fuckin' Rain"?"
"Are you kiddin me??!! Anyone who doesn't know how to catch that song should be rightly shot dead in the head!!!!"
Yep. He made us all look like and feel like fools. Who could really blame him anyways....he could play.....I was bloody dying to learn. Fuck. If only I could play like Saph....then maybe I could rock the fuck away in the bright hot sun like Jimmy fuckin Page where everyone could see me....not to forget the chicks swarmin all over me too.
Then one day, someone actually brought a guitar to school. I was sweatin with excitement knowin that THERE WILL be some guitar playin action. But I wasn't the only one. A few other guys in the gang were overjoyed knowin that a bloody guitar was around in school. Maybe, like me, they dun have one at home to fiddle around with and maybe, yes...just like me, we are all dyin Saph to play a fine good rock tune. So, yes...finally...finally. So, one of us got hold of it and we all brought it to Saph.
"Here dude, play somethin!"
He gave us a weak smile. There we were....gleamin away like sick little puppies to our Guitar Rock god...waitin for some thunderous riffs that he's gonna bestow upon us. He picked it up and started to pluck away the first 2 strings.
"I can't man. I simply can't. Not today. Sorry guys." he told us while putting the guitar down.
"Why not? Come on, any song will just do. Play somethin...." I begged.
"Nope. The guitar's out of tune anyway."
"Then tune it!" I said while handed the guitar back to him.
He held it up for a second or two and handed it right back at me.
"Not today ok!" he screamed at us and just simply walked away.
Two days later, I ran into Saph's elder brother (yep...same school....) in the canteen durin recess. I told him about what happened.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!e!! I should have been there man! I have been keepin it all to myself this while cause I dun wanna shame him like that. Wanna know somethin? That little shit head brother of mine DOESN"T know shit on how to play like he claims to!!! Fuck...you guys got fucked!"
From that moment on....not only Saph lost my great respect...but he became a donkey dick ass fucker to the whole gang.
I was still determined to learn on how to play like Jimmy fuckin Page...then maybe this time around not only I could boast to the others but unlike Saph....I could show them as well....and of course...not to forget....the fine lovely chicks in school too....
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I remember my mum used to play all these retro hits on the radio through the afternoons at home. That was probably my first taste in music itself. Billy Idol, WHAM!, The Police, The Bangles, Debbie Gibson....you know stuff like that..their music were ringing away around the house. Back then, I didn't what rock music is really all about....well maybe with the exception of rock ballads where radio stations are fond of playin.
It was in my early Secondary school life I think when I first heard Led Zep's "Coda" album. It just simply blew my mind off. Jimmy Page played like a motherfucker like no other. His riffs are pure classics. After a few heavy dosage rounds of that album, I found myself hummin away to the riffs....simply simply awesome stuff.
Saph was a guy whom we all (the boys that is...) love to envy. He was the only guy who we knew knows his Rock music by hard....it's like Rock was his fuckin religion or somethin. Girls simply just fall to their slutty knees just by glancing away at him. Well, best of all....he was the ONLY one in class who knew how to play the guitar....
"Bro, could you play the great long solo on "Communication Breakdown?"
"Fuck. You gotta be jokin! Thats easy shit man..."
"How abut "November fuckin' Rain"?"
"Are you kiddin me??!! Anyone who doesn't know how to catch that song should be rightly shot dead in the head!!!!"
Yep. He made us all look like and feel like fools. Who could really blame him anyways....he could play.....I was bloody dying to learn. Fuck. If only I could play like Saph....then maybe I could rock the fuck away in the bright hot sun like Jimmy fuckin Page where everyone could see me....not to forget the chicks swarmin all over me too.
Then one day, someone actually brought a guitar to school. I was sweatin with excitement knowin that THERE WILL be some guitar playin action. But I wasn't the only one. A few other guys in the gang were overjoyed knowin that a bloody guitar was around in school. Maybe, like me, they dun have one at home to fiddle around with and maybe, yes...just like me, we are all dyin Saph to play a fine good rock tune. So, yes...finally...finally. So, one of us got hold of it and we all brought it to Saph.
"Here dude, play somethin!"
He gave us a weak smile. There we were....gleamin away like sick little puppies to our Guitar Rock god...waitin for some thunderous riffs that he's gonna bestow upon us. He picked it up and started to pluck away the first 2 strings.
"I can't man. I simply can't. Not today. Sorry guys." he told us while putting the guitar down.
"Why not? Come on, any song will just do. Play somethin...." I begged.
"Nope. The guitar's out of tune anyway."
"Then tune it!" I said while handed the guitar back to him.
He held it up for a second or two and handed it right back at me.
"Not today ok!" he screamed at us and just simply walked away.
Two days later, I ran into Saph's elder brother (yep...same school....) in the canteen durin recess. I told him about what happened.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!e!! I should have been there man! I have been keepin it all to myself this while cause I dun wanna shame him like that. Wanna know somethin? That little shit head brother of mine DOESN"T know shit on how to play like he claims to!!! Fuck...you guys got fucked!"
From that moment on....not only Saph lost my great respect...but he became a donkey dick ass fucker to the whole gang.
I was still determined to learn on how to play like Jimmy fuckin Page...then maybe this time around not only I could boast to the others but unlike Saph....I could show them as well....and of course...not to forget....the fine lovely chicks in school too....
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