Saturday night Padre Pio finally agrees to audition me for the band. I'm a little nervous before practice starts, so I do a little hang-gliding to burn off tension.
They're anxious to hear me on drums, so I start off with that first.
I'm not used to playing such dancey tracks, but after awhile I really get into it.
I can't tell what the band response is, but this groupie is definitely all into me.
Next I play a few chords on the piano.
A few shots of Wild Turkey later, I bust out with "Moon River."
At last the fatal moment--I step up the mike for my rendition of "Mother of Pearl."
When I finish, there's a moment of stunned silence. Then the applause starts, which is deafening as usual.
David Mosey's looking a little bit nervous, so I invite him to jam with me for a little while.
I don't mind doing duets.
Next practice is tonight. Love, Chewy.
They're anxious to hear me on drums, so I start off with that first.
I'm not used to playing such dancey tracks, but after awhile I really get into it.
I can't tell what the band response is, but this groupie is definitely all into me.
Next I play a few chords on the piano.
A few shots of Wild Turkey later, I bust out with "Moon River."
At last the fatal moment--I step up the mike for my rendition of "Mother of Pearl."
When I finish, there's a moment of stunned silence. Then the applause starts, which is deafening as usual.
David Mosey's looking a little bit nervous, so I invite him to jam with me for a little while.
I don't mind doing duets.
Next practice is tonight. Love, Chewy.
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