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Wednesday, June 29, 2005
The Douche Bag Of A Drummer That Dismantled A BandYeah, I was becoming a member of a band. We had 3-4 guitarists, and a drummer. We even had a vocalist who could scream like a goddamn banshee from hell. Everyone was dead serious on becoming a great band. We even had some songs lined up and coming to form. But then tonight all hell broke lose, and we are a band no more. No more late night jam sessions. All because the drummer was being a douche bag. This douche bag just happens to be the very same reason my very good friend (who's also in the band) and I didn't have fun in Texas. Why the band broke up is a accumulation of a lot of things that I'd rather not talk about due to how stupid an issue it was. Oh what the hell. I left the door open at our last rehearsal. I was the last person to leave the house yes, but I figured if wasn't my house - I was the guest. Usually when I have a guest over at my house, I make it my responsibility to make sure I shut the door after them and shit like that. Apparently, this douche bag of a drummer thought it was common sense for me to shut the door since I was the last one out. No one told me that was the case because usually you'd hear someone say, "last one out shut the door...etc." I didn't hear that at all, so I didn't think about it. Common sense for me is the host being fully responsible for the security of his or her house. Duh!This douche bag of a drummer insisted on calling me stupid, retarded, and even asked if I was raised in a barn. Sure, I got pretty pissed off. The douche bag's grandmother or some shit had told him that band rehearsals would cease to exist in that house if the door can't be shut. So this douche bag was holding me responsible for losing the band's practice locale. WTF. It's not my fucking house, I don't know the protocol. The douche bag also kept saying shit could have been stolen. Fucking duh man. But nothing was stolen. So this dumb douche bag of a drummer just kept calling me dumb and telling me shit could have got stolen. I tried keeping my cool by saying that nothing was taken, and that it was his responsibility to ensure the security of his on property. I mean damn, that's just common sense to me. Things escalated when my very good friend kind of step in and took up for me. He got pretty heated, and brought up all the shit we had to put up with in Texas (more on that in a later post) - he was in fighting mode to be exact. But luckily nothing that bad happened. It all ended with him declaring his retirement from the band and storming out. I actually tried to smooth things over by going up to this asshole and telling him, "I really am sorry for leaving the door open." And he didn't say anything like "that's cool," instead he told me to leave. WTF. So at that moment, I exiled myself from the band as well. Fuck this guy if he doesn't know how to be mature about these little meaningless feuds. In fact, there had to be an ulterior motive behind his disdain for me. I can't quite put my finger on it. Maybe he's jealous of how my very good friend and I were becoming better friends than the douche bag and my very good friend were (sorry if that's confusing...I just don't want to use real names). Maybe he didn't like the idea of me writing some kick ass lyrics and participating in the band; gaining a more important role in the band with every rehearsal. Shit, maybe it was a sprinkle of racism, who knows. All I know is that he was so out of line for the way he brought up this issue towards me, and that any ill thing that occurs to him as a direct result of this incident serves his crippled ass right. What! If I was white and he was black, I would have said "black ass." If he was fat I would have said "fat ass." What's wrong with "crippled ass"? I did in fact write the lyrics to our first song. Well, the unofficial lyrics to the first song. And since now there is no possible way it'll get finished, technically the lyrics belong to me and me alone. I was inspired by the way this douche bag treated my very good friend and me in Texas, and the lyrics to this song were addressing my feelings on the subject. Enjoy the unofficial lyrics to our very first song that'll never happen now. Keep in mind, it's all directed towards him - the douche bag of a drummer. why the hell, would you put me through this (shit or again) thoughts of hate, ruined my quiet evening you were my friend, without you I'd be all by myself now I know, you're just like everybody else I hate the sound, of your voice, right now mental anguish, mixed with anger and frustration FUCK, how could you do this to me YOU, you're just a piece of shit FUCK, you make me want to scream YOU, (you) fucked up the friendship it's all your fault, you shouldn't think that it's amusing shut your face, I do not want to hear excuses all I wanted, was sincerity and remorse it didn't happen, now I hate you even worse I hate the sound, of your voice, right now mental anguish, mixed with anger and frustration FUCK, how could you do this to me YOU, you're just a piece of shit FUCK, you make me want to scream YOU, (you) fucked up the friendship I fucking hate you don't fucking talk to me right now [pause] there's no what's up there's only why did you fuck me over <<< SCREAMING >>> FUCK, how could you do this to me YOU, you're just a piece of shit FUCK, you make me want to scream YOU, (you) fucked up the friendship you were my friend, and you were, my brother now you're a cunt, one sick dumbass motherfucker FUCK, how could you do this to me YOU, you're just a piece of shit FUCK, you make me want to scream YOU, you fucked up the friendship So there you have it. The rise and fall of a band. It only took about 6 months. Oh how we rocked out. It was good times, but with a douche bag of a drummer like that, it was positively impossible for those good times to keep on rolling. For now on, I'm going to ignore that flaccid "I can't get it up" cocksucker as if he's a nobody...nothing, nada. I once thought he was worth befriending since my very best friend befriended him, but now both of us thinks he's nothing but a big old pile of shit. A big old pile of shit with a handicap sign stuck in it. Good riddance. Honestly, if he were to die at this very moment, I wouldn't give a shit about it. UPDATE (12:44AM): Apparently things were talked out, and the band is back together again. Just taking a break. Regardless, I'll probably never be apart of it again. It's just not worth it at this point. I had fun and all, it's just I'll never forgive this douche bag for saying all the things he said to me over something so superficial. I truly hate him right now. To do what he did to us in Texas, and then to come at me with this shit ...that's the last fucking straw. I know now his true character, and I can't fucking stand it. My very best friend may put up with it, but I don't have to put up with that shit at all. It'll take a lot of apologizing on his part for us to get on speaking terms again, and I know for a fact that he'll never do that. And I also know what little hopes of us getting buddy buddy again has been greatly diminished by this post, but frankly I don't give a fuck. Because after he reads this, he'll understand how angry I truly was and hopefully it'll make him just as anger. I'll get my sweet revenge, and justice will be served. UPDATE (June 30 @ 7:20): I was going to say a lot of mean things about this guy, but I changed my mind. I'm just gonna talk it out with him, and see what happens. If you guys want to read what I wrote about him, e-mail and I'll send you a copy. It's pretty fucking mean, lol. Thanks for "listening," it really helps me deal with the stress. ¶12:28 AM e-mail me (7) comments (7) commentsthose lyrics are horrible.
by Trust me, I've thought of worse lyrics already. If you liked that, then you're in for a treat. Make sure you listen to the fucking song.
by i meant horrible in a bad way...like those lyrics would make nu-metallers laugh.
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I know you meant "horrible" in a bad way. I know the definition of horrible. The term "nu-metal" is laughable.
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You call that varied!!???
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Hmmm, if you don't think those artists sound different from each other, then you must be deaf.
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i meant that listening to those bands is not that much of a stretch...I'm sorry for being elitist...although...death in june and at the drive in...obscure??!!??
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