A fIRE On The Plain

Yes, this latest rant exiting my wine induced brain may seem to be non-sense to the average running mammal. The fact is that the great tunage by one of the the primo bass extrodiarres in the whole universe, Mike Watt, amps me up to the point that it could potentially turn a possible rail-trail bike ride into an exercise of dementia.

Yes, the bands Watt happens to accompany sounds genious all around. His jazz/punk/rocknroll/Motown tendencies helps transfuse his great talent of make his bass guitar sound like a style of his own. The past couple of days, his sounds have been bouncing off my overly-active neurons to the point that listening to his material translates to a run or a bike on a very dusty plain in a rural portion of the Mid-Western United States.



Some great tunage by fIREHOSE!

Some great rocknroll wisdom by Mike Watt!