A Night at the Shred Metal Opera...
Not too often do i obtain a burst of inspiration that makes me want to raise the bar a tad with my own playing, but when i do, tis a rare and great feeling. Such was the cause last night when Sir Yngwie J. Malmsteen came to town. Opening band was an instrumental power metal group called Mag, consisting of Frenchies from Quebec, lead guy was a bit
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and...do you ever even wonder why I don't visit?
You said it was b/c of location, right? Well it's 40 mins from where you are to TO and also 40 mins from there to here. So, that doesn't seem to work, huh? ...why should I put the effort if you don't...?
Either way you still don't seem to get it...basically to sum it up, I feel lied to, used even, and disturbed at the fact that you do your friends until you find one that works, like a goddamn puzzle......but like I said, I wont get into it anymore. Why bother? You don't care, why should I? All in all, it's more saddening than anything....you lied.
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It's not like that at all. One that works? That's plain horrible, revolting and pathetic. It's all about time and place sometimes. I hadn't the slightest (or at least truly serious) perspective you felt this way and i apologize if my tones or actions hurt you.
Wtf did i lie about exactly? Did i swear upon any form of promise? Commitment? Hope?
Not to my recollection. I often talk nice, in a kind manner and if people misinterpret it once in a while then hey! But it does happen. Your case was a tad different though and i understand why you feel all these emotions, but still a bit extreme the way i see it. I mean, fuck, it could've been worse, alot lot worse.
It's not something I for one would get into right off the bat regardless. Give it time and fuck knows what shall sprout forth.
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