That and my Longhorn Bari (and a couple of pedals) paid for my Jazzmaster. The Mean 90s that I'm hoping will one fucking day arrive will finally re-sate my Gibson P90 needs.
But for a while, I was the cleanest-living Johnny Thunders impersonator in town...
Nice French Door set btw, kinda shatters my delusion of you living in a twee stone cottage built in 1760 making your own Cider with apples from your own orchard.
Fran wrote:Nice French Door set btw, kinda shatters my delusion of you living in a twee stone cottage built in 1760 making your own Cider with apples from your own orchard.