I was chilling in the living room playing the guitar when my dad's like. Man you've been playing for a year and still you haven't improved at all. I took offense so i started playing all these different songs.
My dad's not impressed and he's saying, there's no rhythm in any of your songs. I put on an Oasis CD, put on wonderwall, and play along with it showing dear old father that it's spot on.
What did dad say. Did you write the music?
I'm like... umm no dad
He replies, then your just stealing other peoples music. So technically you haven't learnt anything.
COME ON NOW. WHAT THE FUCK? I haven't even had a guitar for a year yet and he expects me to make millions selling tracks. What the fuck is it with parents and over the sky expectations.
My dad's not impressed and he's saying, there's no rhythm in any of your songs. I put on an Oasis CD, put on wonderwall, and play along with it showing dear old father that it's spot on.
What did dad say. Did you write the music?
I'm like... umm no dad
He replies, then your just stealing other peoples music. So technically you haven't learnt anything.
COME ON NOW. WHAT THE FUCK? I haven't even had a guitar for a year yet and he expects me to make millions selling tracks. What the fuck is it with parents and over the sky expectations.


