Hi Joey, this is your old man here. Since this is the first time we're chewing the fat I suppose I should bring you up to speed with things. So I'm your dad, but like most others I'm sure you've already heard of me and know me more commonly as "Drummer John". But you can just call me daddy, or drummer daddy, or whatever you want really. Now I'm sure you're just thrilled about being the son of a rock god, but the first lesson of being born into greatness is to not let it go straight to your head. But don't worry, you'll be fast tracked into rock greatness and be reaping the benefits in no time! Your training won't begin until your born, although I already have some itunes play lists in the works to ensure you're rock palette will be schooled even while you are still in your mom's tummy.
Speaking of your mom. Her and I used to live in this far away place, cold as hell and rainy like you wouldn't believe, named Richmond, British Columbia, Canada. To be totally fair, despite the cold and rain it's really a beautiful place in the summer anyway. So we moved down here to Playa Del Carmen, Mexico where it's really hot and the beaches are great and everything, and this is where you're going to be born. So since your mom was born Richmond, and I was born in Edmonton, Alberta (also a part of Canada, and hockey capital of the universe, something we will discuss in greater detail in another post) this makes you Canadian. But since you will be born in Mexico, you will also be Mexican. Cool huh?
So we're gonna go for a night swim now with your grandma and grandpa right now. I'll be sure to right more soon. I mean, we have a lot of catching up to do!
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