Ridiculous

At our core, Squeaky is just a bunch of good friends who enjoy playing music together. Which is good, because any sheen of professionalism was gone last night. We at times shambled through songs, not because we didn't know them, but because we were laughing at each other. 

You don't know this, but when we play on the 15th, we'll have an expanded lineup, both personnel-wise and equipment-wise. There are songs which feature two drummers (one and a half, actually) and keyboards. This is cool, but when Danny and Steven are both playing drums, the possibility of guffaw-inducing fills is really quite high. The two of them stare at each other, eventually egging the other on to do more and more ridiculous parts. The rest of try to just keep playing, but it's rough. 

I'm sure we'll keep it together for the show. But maybe not. Maybe we'll collapse with laughter and the audience will pelt us with liquids, and we'll just slink off the stage, embarrassed at our juvenile behavior. 

We also tried hard to irritate each other by forcing others to listen to songs they hate. It began, of course, with Karl, who insisted in singing 'Lookin Out My Back Door,' (CCR) long known to be Harry's least favorite song ever. Steven then played it through his phone into the PA. Fair being fair, he then blasted Boston's "Don't Look Back" (Karl's most hated song) through the PA. This pretty much forced everyone out of the practice space, whereupon we went downstairs to begin the intellectual portion of practice.

Hot discussions included the revelation that Randy Rhoads founded Quiet Riot at the age of 16. Mower was the guy that let that ball drop. Instant smartphoning proved that it was indeed the case. Steven and Harry also pulled out pop gems that they like by Kelly Clarkson and Katy Perry, much to Karl's disgust. Then an inordinate amount of time was discussing the relative merits of Human League. Karl claimed their best song is 'Fascination,' when it is so clearly 'Don't You Want Me.' And he was sure that the video for the song was in black and white, and featured actual guitars. It's no wonder we got home so late.