There’s a rock band in my basement

I wish this was the title of my new book but until then…there’s a rock band in my basement and I’m a happy rockin’ camper. I can’t imagine ever tiring of the sweet sounds of the songs I love (& even those that are new and ‘not quite there yet’) swirling loudly around my living room. It’s been an emotionally tiring afternoon/evening and the songs are really helping me maintain a sane mood.
They’ve asked me what songs I like to dance to and then surprised me when they started practicing Real Wild Child. It’s only my ultimate favorite song! I love, love, love that Gary’s in another rock band! I love music!

Should I Stay or Should I Go…you should STAY!

Do You Wanna Dance? Yes I do! Very Much!

I Wanna Be Sedated…lol, after what happened today, yeah, that would be nice!

Closing Time…not quite yet.

2 thoughts on “There’s a rock band in my basement

    • Yes, yes he does. Sometimes in a twisted, weird way but he does rock! I’m not sure what the ‘comment’ comment is about; unless you’ve commented before and it didn’t show up. Thank you for commenting 🙂

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