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James Marsters had NOT PLAYED THE GUITAR FOR A FUCKING MONTH. Now, as someone who has played the guitar (albeit not very well) for over 10 years, I know how not playing for a month will soften the tips of your fingers, meaning that IT WILL HURT LIKE HELL when you go to play again. And this is WITHOUT the added fact that he'd not played because HIS FINGERS WERE BROKEN! This man was absolutely fucking fantastic. What I was really totally and utterly appalled about was the "James Fans" (How sad that the "real fans" were the ones doing this?) were yelling to him to play more, despite the man clearly breaking down on stage because he couldn't play as well as he wanted. He was sore, and out of practice, and he admitted this. I think I loved him more than ever at that one point. Had the person been next to me, I've have nutted them. And if you know who this person is? I don't care that they know that. It was fucking rude. James, you were wonderful to play at all, and I'm so glad I went. Tags: james marsters, rant feeling: predatory music: GDL - Road House Blues - The Point 07
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Hmmm those uninitiated so often get it wrong, and that's fine... kinda funny... unless it's my Dad. That's just wrong. on seeing my Torchwood desk top wall paperDad: "Oh not more Touchwood" Me: "You know you make it sound like I'm watching porn... why do people do that?" Dad: "Eh?" Me: "You know... Touch. Wood?" *thinking it IS porn more or less, but still!!* Dad: *clears throat* Oh, er, what is it... Torchwood? Me: *eyeroll* Related somewhat... Anyone going to the Jerry Herman Gala on the 23rd? I'd love to meet up! Tags: somewhat obsessed, torchwood feeling: hungry music: John Barrowman - Red Red Rose
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