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Meatus McPrepuce
The Bird Index had a rehearsal last night, first time in a few weeks and maybe the fourth or fifth time with our new guitarist. He's a nice guy and I think he's making an effort, but he was not able to get through a single song from start to finish. And when he would get derailed he wouldn't be able to recover. Everything sounded terrible.
The sad thing is, he is actually above average compared to almost everyone else that we have auditioned or tried to play with. @Help!I'maRock! is still the only person who really put in the effort to learn the songs, and the only configuration of the Bird Index that I felt good about the prospect of putting in front of people.
But other than Howie, it's been a parade of suckitude. So here we are, Brad and I, with two albums that I think are pretty good, and no ability to perform them. I take this stuff seriously, maybe too seriously I'll admit. But I think I'm done. I cannot remember the last time I had a Bird Index audition or rehearsal that was any fun at all. Maybe we should just keep it as a recording thing and not even bother with putting a band together. We were both so disappointed after rehearsal.
I feel bad too because I genuinely like the guitarist on a personal level, and I think he is trying - but it's just not working. So now I have the unpleasant task of maybe telling him he's out. But what's the point, really? The chances of the next guy being any better are apparently pretty low. It is so frustrating because I know if I could just find the right people that these tunes would be pretty cool live. But I think I'm ready to admit that it just isn't going to happen.
Anyways, that's all. I will be back to posting nonsense about my fictional dad later today.
The sad thing is, he is actually above average compared to almost everyone else that we have auditioned or tried to play with. @Help!I'maRock! is still the only person who really put in the effort to learn the songs, and the only configuration of the Bird Index that I felt good about the prospect of putting in front of people.
But other than Howie, it's been a parade of suckitude. So here we are, Brad and I, with two albums that I think are pretty good, and no ability to perform them. I take this stuff seriously, maybe too seriously I'll admit. But I think I'm done. I cannot remember the last time I had a Bird Index audition or rehearsal that was any fun at all. Maybe we should just keep it as a recording thing and not even bother with putting a band together. We were both so disappointed after rehearsal.
I feel bad too because I genuinely like the guitarist on a personal level, and I think he is trying - but it's just not working. So now I have the unpleasant task of maybe telling him he's out. But what's the point, really? The chances of the next guy being any better are apparently pretty low. It is so frustrating because I know if I could just find the right people that these tunes would be pretty cool live. But I think I'm ready to admit that it just isn't going to happen.
Anyways, that's all. I will be back to posting nonsense about my fictional dad later today.