First order of business.... I just got into a band.
Second order of business.... This is a really serious band. Everyone involved, has been up to this point, a mildly successful one-man-operation of their own. So it's kinda like 3 seriously ultra-talented people.... for now. Hopefully like 6. We got a manager, we got a producer. And the producer works for free. But he's a pro. Working on getting this drummer who has been drumming since she was 5 years old... she's 27 and claims drums are her life.... HM. I ZEE PROMIZING TINGS IN ZIS ONE MR. KORSCHEHOFF....
Third order of business.... I probably won't be logging on.... like.... at all. I got about two weeks before I pack my shit and get a hard job while trying to get money for gear, while we record in studios then rehearse to start doing gigs. These guys are AMAZING. Even though I'll probably get stuck doing fucking temp'ing or something, I'll probably love every minute of it in some strange sadistic way because at the end of the day it'll be one more day of music that people will hear and move to.
I'm the keyboardist. The band is called Candella.
Oh. No more artists of the week. No more critiques, no more anything. I've dropped all my projects. AURA, DoV, a different band, and someone had offered me some money to make him some backing tracks. Although the backing tracks... if I can still finish a track or two for him I'll send him some stuff... I need some road money.
...Now, the hard part is telling my parents, because they had already paid for a semester of college. >_< (Although I think it's still possible to drop the classes and take the money out. Something about payment blocks.)
If for some reason you're gonna have some kind of fucking heart attack from my dissapearance, which I don't really think will happen, given my incredibly-mild-at-best impact on things.... I've got a gmail. If I owe you money n shit, I don't want a lawsuit/pissed off person, so contact me so that we save alot of trouble - bgarnerappli@gmail.com