Why is it that losing a drummer feels like someone died? We had the tightest little group and now we have to go through the whole process all over again. The human wonderbra is retreating into himself and leaving me to deal with the aftermath. Sometimes I feel like we're close enough to taste sucess and then it's just pulled away like the proverbial carrot. There's so many good bands out there especially here in cali but you have to cling to the hope that your band has something new, something untapped and speacial. I can't help but believe that, otherwise I'd just throw in the towel. Wrote 2 new songs this week...both thuroughly bathed in feminine angst and served up cold with a side of bitterness. Lovely...just fucking lovely.
