Here’s an old Jam Session I did with two old friends
back in 2001. Ryan F. and Mike W.
Mike did the vocals and guitars and Ryan on Bass.
You can check out my guitar riffs too.
I had a great time when we did this
so I want to share them again with you.
Here’s our jam cover of “Black Magic Woman” by Santana.
A special request from my (former boss) good friend,
Tammy V.
Tears In Heaven
by Eric Clapton.
Mobile Player here:
Now I’ll be honest here.
I do not really know what would prompt her
to make a song request,
but then again,
we used to work together and I know
that we are both gluttons for pain and punishment.
So here’s the song you requested Boss Tammy!
I won’t deny you the misery and discomfort.
A couple of days ago,
I was having this dilemma,
and I was debating if I should call someone for help or not.
I would have called Tracy,
but she was at work and I did not want to bother her.
I would have searched the internet,
but Tyler was running around, and I need to keep an eye on him.
(Plus, I would get sidetracked looking at “other stuff” anyway.)
I knew it was quite embarrassing,
but I just swallowed my pride,
called my mother,
and waited for her to laugh at me.
(Phone Rings)
Hello?
Hi Mother! It’s me.
I have a little problem. Are you busy?
What? No, I am not busy. Are you okay?
No. I am not actually.
What’s wrong?
Well, it’s a little embarrassing,
but I really do not know what I am doing wrong.
I tried over and over again,
but I just can’t get it quite right.
Well, what is it?
Eerrrrr…. How do you make grilled cheese?
Echoes of laughter can be heard here.
I think even our neighbors heard me.
Laugh all you want.
But to me, one of the things that really makes me happy,
is when Tyler eats what I prepared for him.
It really bothers me when he does not eat.
I just think that nutrition is something very important at this age.
Plus, I suppose I got this attitude towards food
while growing up in the Philippines.
Because there, people eat like Hobbits.
And I am also trying my best to be the “Perfect Parent”.
I have even subjected myself to read some parenting books,
research some parenting advice online,
even watch shows of Dr. Phil. (God I hate that man.)
So anyway,
after my conversation with my Mother,
I learned two important things.
First.
There is no such thing as a “Perfect parent”.
And second,
Put the butter on the bread first.