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Never realised that a week's stay home can be so refreshing, especially with all the music that I played.
A refresher course with Kochuda, getting to SEE the band (for the first time, I wasn't forced to see Rahul's ass while the band played), jamming on Shadowchase, meeting Jarvis.......all of it was a BLAST!
Tilak had an accident yesterday: I was supposed to be the pillion, but thanks to the jogging spree, I fell asleep after a nice lunch. Seems his bike skidded as a Santro refused to let him pass, and stubborn as Mr. Majumdar is, he kept on racing at 95 kmh. Result: a broken shocker (of a bike that was taken newly serviced just the day before), a back injury (thankfully, NOT as serious as I feared) and being hospitalised. A six-week bedrest is recomended too...sigh...there goes my funk bass player.....
I landed up on Tupshi's blog by accident, on a 'media' search on blogspot....I posted too, wishing her luck...now, she didn't like it, which is okay. What I had a problem with was this fairy called Samit, posting back on MY blog with warnings...beat that! So I posted a hate comment on his..though I guess that was a little unnecessary....
Anyway, I'm gonna meet Jarvis and the guys soon, and Rahul recommended a Mizo guitar player for our yet-to-formed outfit.
The only hitch is the transfer WITHING the company to Calcutta: praying that it happens soon. Otherwise I have to head back to Bombay.
The Yamaha Stage Custom.......65 grands.....hmmmmmm