...Gio!...

Bueno,bueno....para q andar con cosas....ya q Ro sube foto de tarras yo subo de bajos....

En realidad este es uno de mis objetivos de este año....un bajito..... esta es la LTD B-154DX..me gustaria una TA-600 aunque con la TA-200 me conformaria (los bajos signature de Tom Araya de Slayer, no se del grupo pero el bajo es muuuuyyyyy bueno)....
Para los que estencurioso por saber del bajo q hable al final...despues pondre una foto...o en esta pag http://www.espguitars.com/basses_tom.html
Obviamente despues de comprarlo tengo q saber tocarlo...
Nota: saber tocar bajo no es lo mismo que guitarra (no falta el que lo piensa de ese modo).....son 4 gruesas cuerdas con diferentes...todo....contra 6 finas cuerdas que suenan distinto y...todo es diferente....

Semanas de muchaaaassss pruebas....espero q me vaya excelente....

Mi niño no te veo mucho ultimamente, pero lo bueno es que la calidada es mayor a la cantidad.... te amo....y te extraño mucho!!!!!!

Saludos a todos...y casi todos...
y eso...

y ahora una cancion.....meencantaba desdechica pero recien hace como un mes o menos supe como se llamaba y de que grupo era....

eso...

bye bye... ^ . ^

Paint it black
The Rolling Stones

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

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