After I fucking finally got the job in that band and after composing some songs, I decided that I didn't want to continue with them anymore. They were OK guys, not major problems with that. I didn't feel 100% in that band. It was an interesting month though.
Then I received a message from an old acquaintance saying that he wanted to make some music with me. He is into rap (a proper rapper4life) but he wanted to spin that thing around a little bit and give it a different feel. Apparently I was the man for the job. I know him and I know his musical sense (if you will) so I said yes, let's give it a shot. I began to think, and I thought "what if I put some good ole slap bass into it?" Let's see what happens.
A few days after, I received another message from another guy that I know from a 2012 death metal project that I had back then. He was the drummer and I have to say, he's a fucking boss behind the kit. It turns out that he is now picking some musicians to create this almighty metal band with different influences. I was more than glad and honored to be considered to be a part of such an ambitious (in the good sense) project, so obviously I said yes. At the moment he's trying to reunite those bad guys and when it's all set we will get together somewhere to unleash the seven fucking trumpets.
I'm also playing some cards with some girls around. Nothing serious. Music is my only commitment.
And that's it. Apart from partying the fuck out in the summer, whenever I can.
Flatuleitor out.
