Post by sjsongs on Dec 12, 2005 18:15:31 GMT -5
I first met Michael at the [glow=red,2,300]Texas Stars & Guitars Festival[/glow] Lake Whitney, TX, June 2005. I was just Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool and all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school when a couple of guys who were up to no good started makin' trouble in my...oh. Sorry. Wrong story.
So yeah, there I was, I was standing over there by the tomatoes And here he come, Running thru the pole beans, thru the fruits and vegetables, Naked as a jay-bird. And I hollered over at...My bad! I did it again, didn't I? I caint get this story straight fer nuthin!
For real this time: I was kicking back, and here come a fresh guitarist. I figured, I'll check this guy out. And what I heard made me stand up and take notice. In fact, I went immediately to the side of the stage and watched, enraptured, until Michael had finished his set. Oh sure, the BOOMERANG (cheater-box) helped, but by golly, Michael could play the guitar, and entertain, and most of all, he had played a number of fine tunes!
I was glad to meet Michael, shoot the stuff with him, and enjoyed going out to see him at the Coffeehaus as well. God bless ya, lad!
[glow=red,2,300]Steve Johnson[/glow]
Now, where was I? Oh yeah...
I cuts down trees, I eats my lunch, I like to press wild flowers. On Wednesdays I go shopping, and hang around in bars. I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay, I sleep all night and I work...all...oh. Really? Sorry guys, I've got to go! See you next whenever, same bat time, same bat channel!
So yeah, there I was, I was standing over there by the tomatoes And here he come, Running thru the pole beans, thru the fruits and vegetables, Naked as a jay-bird. And I hollered over at...My bad! I did it again, didn't I? I caint get this story straight fer nuthin!
For real this time: I was kicking back, and here come a fresh guitarist. I figured, I'll check this guy out. And what I heard made me stand up and take notice. In fact, I went immediately to the side of the stage and watched, enraptured, until Michael had finished his set. Oh sure, the BOOMERANG (cheater-box) helped, but by golly, Michael could play the guitar, and entertain, and most of all, he had played a number of fine tunes!
I was glad to meet Michael, shoot the stuff with him, and enjoyed going out to see him at the Coffeehaus as well. God bless ya, lad!
[glow=red,2,300]Steve Johnson[/glow]
Now, where was I? Oh yeah...
I cuts down trees, I eats my lunch, I like to press wild flowers. On Wednesdays I go shopping, and hang around in bars. I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay, I sleep all night and I work...all...oh. Really? Sorry guys, I've got to go! See you next whenever, same bat time, same bat channel!