"I love Hole, but fuck Courtney Love," Tatum lamented, grinning as she moved the guitar out of her lap to lay it in the grass beside them. After that, she unceremoniously flopped backwards herself, staring up at the sky as she spoke. "I'm not that creative, I can really only cover stuff. I'm trying to learn Californication right now, but it's pretty boring without any drums.. I was thinking of asking Shelby or Sam to lay it down with me, but then I'd.."

She paused, biting her lip. "I'd have to sing, I guess, if I'm going to go and try to.. get some band together or some shit. I'm not sure I can do that."