Res ipsa loquitur It's funny how once you reach a certain point you just look back and things seem so clear and inevitable. Like my leaving Litmus Green. It just seems like my heart hasn't been in it for a while now. The only thing keeping me going was the prospect of a new album. I love recording, and making up new songs; the whole creative process. Gigs can be fun, but just doing gigs isn't enough for me to be happy, and since there is no way we could put out a new CD ourselves, let alone record one for someone else to put out, I just don't feel the need to go on with the band anymore. It's no fun anymore. And not just because of the fact that we can't put an album out. I'm also tired of the whole 'punk rock' scene, the same old stale whiney Politically Correct shit. The back biting, the lame attitudes. Then there's the problems of some other band members getting in the way and making everyone's lives misserable. Not to mention all my own problems. It all seems to speak for itself: I'm quitting the band. The September gig with the Partisans will be the last gig I do with Litmus Green. It's been a fun ride, but enough is enough.
Posted at 17:23 # G
Hints Why is it that people just don't want to hear what you are telling them? Last night was a washout simply because some people don't want to give up on something regardless of the fact that it is, for all intents and purposes, dead, stale, and no longer fun.
Posted at 11:26 # G