MackRock

(^♫Pling, pling, pling^♫) “Hey! Bachy! You ever play a banjo?”

Well, this raises the noise level from Mack another notch. Now he’s gotten an instrument to add to my headache! No sleep tonight for me, I’m sure!

“No, Mack. I. Have. Never. Played. A. Banjo!”

“No time like the present to learn, Old Man!”

“Oh, how I wish there was no time like the present!”

“Are you slighting me there, Old Man?”

“I mean the very opposite of ‘slight’!”

“Cheer up, Rebach. Good news! I have me a music band!

“O GOD! It’s gotten even worse!”

“Oh, come on now, Old Man! Music soothes the savage beast!

“What happened to your last music gambit? The A.I. thing?”

“Got lost in cyberspace.”

“As will this one, hopefully!’

“Not with my line-up, it won’t!”

“What line-up??”

“Himi Jimi on lead guitar, John Paul on bass, Carty McLennon on Keyboard, Starky Gringo on drums. And Axle Thornbush crushing the vocals. And, of course, me: on banjo!”

“And exactly what genre of music will you be playing? (and I don’t want to know the answer!)”

“Heavy metal.”

“(Don’t know whether to laugh or cry! Or do both at the same time!) Heavy metal?? With a banjo??”

“Why the sarcasm? Music is always in a state of flux!”

“Your state of flux heading for a cliff! And you half-way there already!”

“Such lack of faith! I thought you were a man of prayer!”

“Ah praying for this nightmare to end!”

“No respect. No respect!”

“And to think I’m the one being bugged!”

“Ok, ok! I’m off to join my homies!”

“Befo-o-re you go ... what might be the name of your aggregation?”

“Ban JoVi.”

(Expulsion of air …)