Some coworkers and I met up after work yesterday to drink beer, eat chips and queso, and play Rock Band. Can I just say that I have found my new purpose in life? I was awesome. I should play buzzed more often.
When I’ve played before, I’ve always sucked and been delegated to singer, which I totally rule at. But last night I was forced to share the mic, and so I tried drums and guitar again, and some kind of magic happened, and I was actually pretty good.
So on the way home last night, I was still in the Spirit of Rock, and was listening to each song on my mp3 with Rock Band potential in mind. Black Betty by Ram Jam came on, and I was nearly overcome by the awesome mental images of myself wailing on the drums on this one.
This is an awesome song anyway – I always picture that scene from Blow, with Johnny Depp strutting through the airport with a suitcase full of drug money.
May your weekend be filled with strut-worthy rock and roll.