Johnny Sick For a few months, I played in a three-piece group with a friend. Her drummer was Don Bolles. I was playing bass and he was naturally on drums. This would've been 2008. He and I would practice, he'd written all the bass parts, and I'd ask him about Rob Ritter and Lorna Doom -- the latter went to my high school a couple decades before me. It was interesting. Don is an exceptional bassist. He had a Silvertone bass that I heard was subsequently stolen. He'd had it since the 1970s. I asked him how he'd gotten so good and he told me that cuz he didn't always have access to drums, he'd be on stimulants and playing along to records throughout most of the 1980s on that Silvertone bass.
I mention all of this because Don introduced me to early Michel Polnareff. And this song and the rest of the collection he'd regularly play along to. Damn near note perfect. He loaned me the LP and I could tell it caused him some distress, so I only kept it a week before giving it back.
