I’ve said it before: My band would reach instant stardom if we had Sting playing bass for us.
I really think the quality of the music wouldn’t matter with Sting in the band. He wouldn’t even have to play anything. he could just hang out in the recording studio. I bet it’d awesome.
Then, after we soar to fame, we could kick Sting out. Imagine that! It’d be like that one time when a former Miss America asked if she could take the seat next to me at the cafeteria of my former place of employment and I said: “no, I’m sorry. that seat is taken”
Really though, we would never kick Sting out of our band. he’s too legendary.
Sting? if you ever happen across this as you sludge through the endless mass of the internets, you can consider this an open invitation to jam with my band.
ahh, but you’ve made the classic bond villian mistake. Now that
you’ve published your plan to use Sting to rise to greatness, and
ditch him, the chances of getting him to join your band are much lower.
Exactly Right my Irish friend. I have seen your ploy for greatness Michael and now that I know your plan I can make plans for innevitable attempts at greatness. But do not ‘fret’, thats a guitarist joke there, I may still jam with you, but not to raise you to greatness. No Michael, you are indeed great in your own right and I would be pleaased to jam with you as equals, and eventually as friends.
-STING
wow. STING! I’m thrilled to learn that you want to jam. To be your friend would fulfill all my hopes and dreams in the rock world. and I do, very much, appreciate your guitar joke.
Next time you’re in town, fire me an e-mail. I’ll buy you lunch.
Why Thank you Micahel. I will actually be in the New York City area this weekend. Perhaps me and my entourage will swing on over to Connecticut. I’m thinking Panera, personally. They have an amzing soup and salad deal that is amazingto the pallete.
-STING