You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
oh yes, the mandarin....Originally posted by thefonz
You don't realize why most people think Jimmy Page is the best ever until you pick up a guitar and try to play some of his pieces. Brillant man that Jimmy. That's the Way is probably the most underated Zepplin song out there......even though the best parts are done on the mandarin by John Paul Jones, absolutely beautiful.
I'll second that. Jimmy Page has always been my idol. Still plan on getting a Les Paul someday just because of him. If you listen to some live performances, you'll see he can be sloppy and make a lot of mistakes, but what's in his playing outshines all the technically great guitarists out there in my opinion.Originally posted by thefonz
You don't realize why most people think Jimmy Page is the best ever until you pick up a guitar and try to play some of his pieces. Brillant man that Jimmy. That's the Way is probably the most underated Zepplin song out there......even though the best parts are done on the mandarin by John Paul Jones, absolutely beautiful.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
I always felt Page was a very sloppy player. Hendrix was the same. These guys were more innovators then guitar masters.If you listen to some live performances, you'll see he can be sloppy and make a lot of mistakes, but what's in his playing outshines all the technically great guitarists out there in my opinion.
I agree some of his stuff is sloppy, but still sounds good. Some of it is real crisp though, like Bron-y-aur. Rain Song too. That guy is such a damn genius, and knows it all came from the American south, and gives nods to the blues. What a creative guy. His musical instincts astonish me, still, and always will. I'll just never tire of Zeppelin.Originally posted by The Bad Ass Canadian
I always felt Page was a very sloppy player. Hendrix was the same. These guys were more innovators then guitar masters.
The cool thing about Page was how he would make a mistake, then play it 3 times in a row and turn it into a lick.. hahaha how's that for fooling the audience?
I front a rock band. We tour quite a bit. We're under an agency and have been a pretty big up-and-comer on Canada's East Coast, thia past year.Originally posted by crowes22
I agree some of his stuff is sloppy, but still sounds good. Some of it is real crisp though, like Bron-y-aur. Rain Song too. That guy is such a damn genius, and knows it all came from the American south, and gives nods to the blues. What a creative guy. His musical instincts astonish me, still, and always will. I'll just never tire of Zeppelin.
Bad Ass, what do you do? Session work/teach/gigs?
What kind of axes do you have?
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.