thegame
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My weirdest jam session: found a drummer through a local musician networking site. I bring my stuff, and he helps me shlep my 4x12 down to the basement jam room. Nice enough guy so far. Jam some Megadeth, Metallica and random improvised riffs. He's pretty good! After awhile we had to take a break because his ex was bringing his young daughter over as per their custody agreement. So he excused himself to go upstairs. Then I noticed around the corner from his drums was another room without a door. I casually stroll by and it's ceiling to floor plastered with pages from porn rags. No, not classy Playboy centerfold content but hardcore shit that could only come from a seedy publication called "Shaved Lesbian Bitches" or something. WTF? Having that shit out in the open (sort of) with a child in the house? This was a long time ago and maybe I should have called children's protective services or something? Weird vibes after that and I never contacted him again.