tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968056.post110417610785141442..comments2009-07-12T10:27:28.423-07:00Jimmy Littlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00700283384274714344noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968056.post-1139691437717706492006-02-11T12:57:00.000-08:002006-02-11T12:57:00.000-08:00I suspect we had very differing experiences of early punk :-). I share your love of that stretch, but when I was 18, I knew <I>nothing</I> about music, had no ability, and like a lot of the people I knew, was experiencing punk third-hand, a bit like some sort of cargo cult. Urgh. Growing up was hard to do....Jimmy Littlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00700283384274714344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6968056.post-1139641791734325892006-02-10T23:09:00.000-08:002006-02-10T23:09:00.000-08:00i never met a person at the time who openly liked the fact that they couldn't play well. maybe it was just my bunch of friends? as i've said before, i've always loved the interaction between inability and musical difficulty - the stretch when a person tries their hardest to play something that is just beyond their means. it's been a staple of my stumpy fingers since i picked up my 1st synth.Philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06565923553564056314noreply@blogger.com