Being a rock-and-roll musician is a pretty common fantasy. It reasonably accessible for most kids teens flailing in the morass of anonymity and teen angst.

If you know two or three bar chords, you could be the lead guitarist for a heavy metal band. If you can carry a tune, or at least growl in some distinctive manner, you can be a singer. If you can hit things and count to four, then you can be a drummer. Failing all of that, maybe you could figure out the bass ...

... but you'll never be famous
and you'll never get laid ...

... which kinda defeats the whole point of the fantasy.

Granted, there a few renowned figures with four strings and an attitude, but for the most part, a bass player is just some fat guy with stubby fingers who stands upstage with a dumb look on his face.

Of course, if you've been at it for ten years and are still hoping to get a gig at a frat party or a bowling alley, maybe it's time to face reality: you're never gonna make it, junior ...

Get a haircut. Get a job. Get a life.