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nothing in here is true

 


   Tuesday, May 14, 2002  
nothing in here is true, you know that. so let's make up something. let's pretend that me and welch (among a ton of people) worked at a paper in santa barbara. lets pretend that when welch was a kid he had a girlfriend, a first girlfriend, named shannon. and because los angeles is really much smaller than you'd ever imagine, of course shannon would go through life and find a new boyfriend, an excellent chap named justin who just happens to be super close friends with the fellas in weezer.

so of course justin and shannon lived for many years in the house where weezer lived for years when they were making it big way back when, which means that there would have been many parties at that house especially since the tune "in the garage" is really about that garage there at the amherst house which was soundproofed and is the perfect place for a midnight jam at a party.

so in my wildest dreams, would you think that rivers would be at a shannon justin party a few years ago? one of those years when he was taking a break from being a rock star? would you believe it if i typed that there was a teenage boy making a mess of the drums, jamming with justin and some randoms, playing cover tunes of all sorts? and would you believe that the teen sucked so bad that i kicked him off the drums and jumped in?

and would you believe that the shy little singer would pick that time to join the throng in the garage and take the guitar and ask us if we knew any nirvana songs?

i dont think you would.

which means you wouldnt believe that he had a spiral notebook that he cautiously pulled out that had about 40 of the seatle trio's songs handwritten with notes and chords and doodles which he sang from as we cranked out a half dozen of the classic tunes.

and would you believe the hi-hat was broken and the snares were off the drum and i sucked at the dilapidated set but i was drunk and not believing what was happening.

but if youre lucky or super lucky, crazy ass unbelievable shit like that happens all the time to you.

but nothing in here is true.


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