For those of you who share your home with either your family or friends.
How did you go about politely, diplomatically and gently explaining that for the next 20,30,45 minutes you are only available in the events of fire ,alien invasion or the amazon fella delivering the new strings?
Don’t get me wrong I adore my little clan here,but today while trying to get through one uninterrupted play- through of “bombtrack” I had to:
- find plain A4 paper
-find lined A4 paper
- diffuse a sock related conflict
- change a nuclear level 5 nappy
-offer opinion on 3 different news stories
- take the headphones off 3 other times while noticing someone mouthing something to me
My fellow bass aficionados, how did you explain to your household that you in fact aren’t in the house while practicing?
(Qualifuer: of course when I’m not playing I am the maintenance guy, taxi driver, lift- that -heavy- thing man and the guy to chat to about anything)
Post script: if you are reading this darling ,none of the above relates to you in any shape ,way or form.