So for 15 years my dad was in a band called Loose Talk (apparently my dad was once… cool?).Anywho… they broke up because they got older, got married, had kids… and had to be “socially responsible” or some bizznazz.
Well, recently my dad and some of his fellow employees decided to come together to form a jam band and apparently have named themselves…..
Get ready for it….
They call themselves…
O.M.G. (Old Men with Guitars)
It’s perfect! Not only is it a pretty kick ass name… it’s simultaneously provided me with a new phrase to say whenever I come across something that shocks, interests or repulses me.
I have found that when saying “Old Men with Guitars” it’s best to say it as Will Ferrell’s character, Dr. Beamon would… “And son of a vondruke, if I didn’t leave him at the concert hall!”