People,

So, last night I headed out to West Concord to practice with my new band. You see, FXA is playing a benefit show for an elementary school out there and we're sharing the bill with my friend David's cover band. But in order for them to take the gig they needed someone to sit in on bass and I became that person.

You're probably saying to yourself, "but isn't Joe the guitar player for FXA?", and the answer to that question is yes. Your next question is probably "if he's that mediocre at guitar then by the transitive property of sucking he must be a really bad bass player, right?" Right again my friends.

Anyway, besides the fact that I don't play bass it was still a lot of fun. I cranked out the hits of the sixties and seventies for three and a half solid hours last night and besides revisiting those crazy eras I also somehow strained some weird muscle in my right wrist.

Rock and roll.