....did I mention Aaaaaggghhh?

The mysterious sale of the P.A. system is solved.
It was the drummer's way of wishing us so long, good luck and thanks for all the fish.

This morning at quarter past dawn the phone rang and I knew, I just KNEW what was about to happen...I woke the Boss of Bass, warned him not to shout and handed over the receiver....

Yadda, yadda, yadda overcommitted. Yadda, yadda, yadda, parents getting older. Yadda, yadda, yadda, giving up music for a while to spend more time with the family. Yada.

Remember a few posts ago when I talked about the wise old musician who said, "If anything can possibly get in the way of the music, let it."? Well, that'll teach me to listen to smart-asses.

Ok. OK. I'm probably being unreasonable. Shit happens, life goes on. But I KNEW it - dammit. Just as we got the whole lineup organised it fell apart.

Bass Boss is taking it quite well, considering. He woke up the rest of the band to cancel rehearsals. (Well if he's awake, EVERYONE's awake - why not share the misery around?) He's already placed an ad on the local Musician's Board and skimmed up three drummer's phone numbers. We've come too far now to throw in the towel over a feww little setbacks (sigh).

Stay tuned - more hilarity to come.