Being The 5th Member

Hey, Y'all. Colin, the 5th member, here to remind everyone that Maslow has a show tonight. So come out to Williamsburg if you can.

What's the 5th member?

Glad you asked.

I'm the guy that's always hanging around the band, soaking up the vicarious rock lifestyle while getting drunk and taking credit for the cool things the band does. Hell yeah.

I'm the guy that works the booth while they're on stage or hitting on girls.

I'm the guy that took the grainy photos and Loco footage for the last band.

I'm the guy that gets the number for the guy that delivers the party favors, if you know what I mean.

So... I'm like the band's pimp, except not in any useful, money making way.

The nice thing about being the 5th member is that you don't really need any qualifications. Basically, you just hang around long enough and they start including you in shit. In this case, my personal sponsor is Howzr. We get along because I own a couple of guitars that he can borrow on a whim and I fetch him beer while he's setting up. I also loaned him a hundred bucks a couple of weeks ago.

And speaking of guitars, people say there's nothing useful on the internet, but check this shit out. Useful since I just ordered a B5 kit for my Tele. (That and a hand tooled leather pickguard, baby!)

Anyway, if I can swing it - or hold the hundred bucks over his head - maybe you might get to see Howzr work his freaky magic thing with it on stage some day.