Ladies and gentleman, I'm here to openly admit that I pulled a Britney the other night. It was my first time, but oops I'm going to be doing it again and again. I played along with recorded music during a live performance. I didn't do it because I had a vocal chord problem, or because I needed to conserve my breath for my huge dance moves, or because I was trying to fool anybody. I did it because I was lonely. And afraid. Afraid of becoming repetitive and boring.
I've been playing on a stage the size of a deluxe outhouse for three hours every thursday. I set up my PA, sit on a tiny stool squeezed in between my amp and a wall, and I sing along with my guitar. Things get really interesting when I whip out my electric ba... read more >
