Postby ImNotJohnnyRamone » Tue Mar 30, 2010 5:44 pm
funny story about drummers...
This kid that I played football with got a drum set, not sure how nor why, but he got one. He texted me one day after me and my bass player quit this only band we started, he said that we was looking for someone to jam with, me and Higgins (the bass player) said we would, we only needed a drummer to complete a band. Things went pretty good. Carted my 40 watt to his house and played. Got an infected gum while at his house and left at 10AM he texted me saying that I never come over to jam and we need to get better, were in the talent show. We were only about 3 weeks old! Not ready for a show! He didnt care. He texted me like 2 weeks after I left early and said he kicked me out, of MY OWN BAND and said he was band leader. What he did was smoke my... I mean use my awesomeness of cool, steal my bass player and a very bad butt song and kicked me out. I went to the talent show then played with a yellow shirt, on said shirt, I wrote "I Hate The 8th Day" they got mad, drummer wanted to beat me down! Higgins, got PO'd and left that band for a new one. The 8th Day, lost a good punk guitar player (lies, I suck) and a bass player. Drummers, they suck.
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