I reached a point today when all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball with some Coltrane and mochi and whimper... but instead I led a haphazard rehearsal of cacaphonic percussion music for Cabrillo's production of Oedipus Rex. Why do I commit myself to these things? I truly truly thought I was aware of the time commitment and would be able to do it
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That alone constitutes a random comment from a random person with a mutual interest.
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so you're a bassist?
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The guy is pleading "alms for Oedipus!" When he recognizes the voice of the black dude. The black dude turns to him and goes "Oedipus! Whassaup mutha fucka'?
Brilliant!
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yo Pat, so how yoo doin' =)
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thanks =)
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