Jam Session Follow-up...

We went to the jam session and got there at about eleven thirty. As we drove up to Jans place, we saw Chuck getting into his car. He was leaving. Jan met me there and told me she had asked Chuck to not play his bass guitar because it screwed up the music. She suggested to him that he let me (or someone else) teach him how to play properly. She asked him to leave his bass and amp in his car and come in and just sing but he refused.

Chucks wife and his mother-in-law, two very obnoxious ladies, were waiting for me when I walked into the house. The mom-in-law accused me of making the statement, 'I wouldn't go to another jam session if Chuck was allowed to play his bass;' I agreed that I had said exactly that and I meant it. Then Jan came by and told us she wouldn't allow arguing here and I was more than happy to abide by her wishes and I walked on into the house.

Our friend, Grady, a lead guitar picker and singer came, as did Ray and Faye, a couple who are very good singers and players. And Faye plays a pretty solid bass guitar. Loretta, a great singer who lives in Paskenta and has her own jam session there once a month, showed up. Her husband, Raymond, didn't come with her. He is beginning to really feel his age. He's in his eighties.

All and all, it was a very good session. I hope the next one goes as well.

Later...