Have you ever played with a guy who thought they were the greatest musician in the world simply because they had the whole “Stage Act” down? I saw a band where the guitarist had long curly blonde hair, a ripped bod and a sweet, white Gibson Les Paul Custom. He’d totally throw himself into a solo and do all the classic “Rock Guitar God” poses and swing his shaggy head of hair all over the place while he was soloing. The girls seemed to be into it but I gotta tell ya, his guitar playing SUCKED! It was sad really that he was getting away with it. It was a lesson in stage presence to be sure and how far that could carry you. Continue reading “Sunday Funnies – How To Become A Musician”