Back to guitars for just a moment: I can play acoustic and my dad has an electric one which I would be able to play if I was allowed to borrow it, but I'm not, so until I get one of my own I borrow my friend's.
And everyone who is supposed to be doing something else: GO AWAY!
Here in this cold white room tied up to these machines, it's hard to imagine life as it used to be. Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen... Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen. Whirling, swirling, never blue... How could you go and die? What a selfish thing to do...
RIP Jason