It's a little depressing in its depression that words only flow when things aren't going relatively and comparatively well. Like I have to feel extraneously stressed in order to get a word in edgewise with myself. I'll try to flow a little bit on some good notes.
Todd plays drums in our band, Iwin's End, and he's done so for about twelve weeks, about eight of which he wasn't even in town actively playing. It was strange how he had just sat behind a drum kit that wasn't even his and emitted the energy I knew the band needed. We were getting into a pretty sweet groove before he went out of town on business, in just a few weeks of song-configuring he was doing better than anyone I had seen behind drums in a long time. It wasn't his skill but his passion to learn, but it's slowly transmogrifying into his skill which impresses me. The best part is he seems excited about it too.
I can't wait for everyone to hear the songs we're working on. I've never been prouder. There's one drag though: we don't currently have a bassist. We know a few people who can play for us, but not really with both feet in the door; when it comes to dedication and ability. We would also need someone we can just get along with in general. So if you know any bassists who keep it real, let me know.
The band is really all I've got going on right now, but it's enough. I also feel like I have some of the inner-white water a she-devil was causing behind me, and I'm looking forward to some calm, cool streams along which we can just float. And hopefully that stream gets HOT sometime too. I'm too much of a badass in that department for my skills to lay dormant for so damn long.
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