#rockjournal

This is going to be interesting. Perhaps for now, we have no idea whether this little project we have thrown ourselves into is going to make it big or just fizzle out. And this journal is just going to float around aimlessly in the worldwide web, like a dandelion out in the field with no sense of purpose or meaning. In the event that we do make it big with the press and fans fighting around facts regarding our beginnings, I may throw this journal out and unveil the mysteries of our inception in true rockstar biographical fashion ‘to set the record straight’.  But then again, I may not. Or I may not because this project indeed met its uncharacteristic demise and this dandelion of a journal just broke into fragments and scattered to the four winds.

Sometime around the second month of this quarantine period, my wife had posted one of those live Facebook performances from the home of one local duo act. My childhood friend and lead guitar of our former band who I played rhythm with was eager to place a comment that it was us my wife should have posted instead. I brushed it off in an instant. My childhood friend, who I shall name N2, is a notorious procrastinator. We have been discussing about this project of doing a YouTube channel where we could showcase our meager guitar skills and we have been discussing it for years with no concrete plan. You could say we were just dreaming. We would meet each other again in one of our barbeque weekends with friends, he would lay down the idea and I would reply in jest that we would still be planning over the same thing come his daughter’s 18th birthday. His daughter is not even 10 yet. The possibility of it happening (the joke, not the project) is so high that it hurts to laugh. We imagined we would be old dads in one corner of that party and he would present again this particular idea of his about a rock medley that we should do and we would laugh because it still had not materialized after all those years.

But he messaged me direct after putting out that Facebook comment and asked if I could do the guitar parts of that one heavy metal song we had planned on playing. Since we were on lockdown, I was to record the parts while filming myself , give him the shared drive link and he would take care of the rest. Of course I could and I did it in one take, but I added another guitar solo attempt in case parts had to be redone. And just like that I found myself searching for a Band Name or a Project name with which we could give our YouTube and Facebook channels. All of a sudden I had the ball and I was stalling. The video was done and I was in a mad rush for a Project Name – we could think of a band name later on when other members come on board but I did not want to make the mistake of being recognized in a name we will not be using in the future. In the end we settled for something historical as we were both armchair historians. It involved the attack on our hometown by foreign invaders the then end of the 19th century and the emblem we used for profile photos was the revolutionary forces’ banner.