"Hey SYG, mind if I'm aggressive to anyone who calls me out on being a twat to and about my 'friends'?"

SYG: "Hey, why not?"

Honestly, bandmates aren't hard to find, and you're hardly playing Stockhausen. Suck it up, find someone else.

It's not yuppie, it's reality. A sad reality for some that choose to not go this route for whatever reason, but reality non-the-less.

He's at an age to age to where finding a significant other will be more important than a band that, statistically speaking, won't last all that long anyways.

I can understand both end of the spectrum.

People should do what makes them happy, though. If this guy is really yr friend, and if he is truly digging this girl, why not just be happy for him and like that prick glice said, look into finding other people to jam with.

Why the hell should having a girl prevent someone from practicing once a week though? I know how much he likes to play music and I find the situation sad. He isn't secure enough to leave her alone.

one of my friends who is a in a band that are signed and tour the world and stuff and has the problem of one of his band mates always trying to prioritise his girlfriend over the band said to me recently that in life you get to choose between adventure and comfort, and i think that's a fairly true statement. God knows why someone would choose comfort.
When you start a band and want to actually achieve stuff it can be bloody frustrating if the people you play with are not as commited as you, particularly if you have good chemistry, and especially if the reason they aren't commited is because they've become pussy whipped.

That is a good analogy to my situation.

Also, all these pussy whipped dipshit married men are not entitled to an opinion.

You should sleep well at night just because of the fact that he can't handle having a girlfriend and also play music. That is a warning sign that later on he will regret it and become bitter because he's missing out on certain aspects of his own personality and he's not able to have fun, as well as having a girlfriend. In my experience all couples that aren't able to retain a part of themselves to share with the outside world become a pain in the arse to be around with and too often just become plain boring.

Excellent point. I had my doubts about him being "road worthy" anyway.

Moral of the story: I need to move on and find serious musicians

I practice three nights a week, tour occasionally.
It took 20 years to finally get into the best band of my life, and we all have relationships.
If people know you are a musician and they ask you to give it up like it's something "expendable," it is a pretty strong indicator that they are not "right" for you.
Conversely, if you willingly give up your creative outlet because someone asks you to, you are basically a hobby-level artist at best and should probably stay in your basement anyway.

zorak (who is my friend despite my hatred of him) continues to burn my hats, leaving me, my head, and my antique hat rack, dissapointed.

realizing that one's bandmate/s are really in the band more as a hobby than a passion is a suck ass realization.

It is indeed a total bummer. He is a talented musician.

kick his ass with your radioactive camel hump.

well, you're just jealous to be honest.

i really doubt he is that insecure he won't leave her alone to practice, he just wasn't interested anymore.

Not when he goes from "let's form a band" pre girlfriend to "I'm too old for a band" and texting her on every break during practice. It's sad but I realize I will be better off without him.

no offense but, grow up???

Thanks for the great advice! :cool:
I'm obviously upset about this, no need to twist the knife.

yeah, well.

we need better examples of friends being shit.

This same guy was my roommate for about a year. For his birthday I gave him a fairly large joint. 20 minutes later I walk by his room and he is smoking it alone. This was after he moved to my city, basically broke, and I let him stay rent free the first two months.

I think I'm starting to see a pattern.

My friend got on with his life well before I started whinging like a child about him on the internet. Can you believe that guy? I'm never talking to him again.

You are such a big, strong, adult. Tell me more.

You should see my balls. You probably could, were you in space, looking down (although, obviously, our Earth-centric notions of teleological space don't really work in actual space).

Why is one bigger than the other?

all males have 2 different sized balls. the body is not symetrical

one hangs lower so they won't crush each other

ive never applied any calipers to my nuts & compared, but one nut most def. hangs lower

me and ryan had a deep discussion about it women usually have one boob larger than the other as well

One just hangs lower. Bodies are mostly symmetrical.
If your balls are different sizes consult your doctor IMMEDIATELY!

all boobs/eyes/stuff are slightly different in size.

god isn't math perhaps.

knox is correct. i think it is as symbol guy said everything is slightly off so if one is injured thier is less likleyhood of the other getting injured.

yesterday i saw this thingy with a girl who had one size B boob and one size D... i felt truly sorry for her. she had surgery in the end to correct it and be able to just buy a bra or top without having to go through some more fuss to make it fit properly.

my right foot is slightly bigger than the left. i usually wear two different socks so i just wear the thickest one on the left foot. ta daah, problem solved!

THat would really suck.

mostly, but not perfectly symmetrical

on close inspection, everybody's got a foot/hand/ear/etc that's slightly bigger than the other

how close were you to glice's nuts when you saw them?

They were in my mouth and I could of sworn one was significantly bigger.

I met her at the funeral.
She was wearing a velvet cape.
She didnt seem to belong to either the family of the first dead person or the family of the second dead person.
...I myself was there in the capacity as a photographer for the local rag.
It was my second assignment the first had been an under 12s football match at which the two players had been killed by the strike of lightning.

Everyone called her Domino I was unaware as to why this might be.
We went to a pub; it wasnt the pub where they had the wake, because we had been laughing at something that happened earlier that day. We felt inappropriate and decided to retire to another pub at the other end of town. The décor was mainly naval, Victorian, old ships. People with beards, scurvy, that sort of thing.

I asked her if she wanted something to drink she said no Ill just have a packet of Skips. Later after a couple of rounds of darts and a game of poker she said I bet you want to know why they call me Domino. I said Oh, Id forgotten about that but I hadnt really.

She took me by the hand and led me to the ladies toilets. She undid her cape and let it fall to the floor, glistening in the piss. She then undid her blouse. I remember thinking that her tits were massive and, as they were exposed, I saw the reason that she was called Domino. For one of her breasts was black and the other was white. It looked like one of them had died. She did them up before I could comment and said to me that is why I am called Domino and I was happy with this explanation.

She then told me about her dads shop. He had a shop in Bournemouth. He sold flags, the flags were on a nice bit of green grass but she didnt know the name of the shop, she hadnt spoken to her dad in years.

I asked if her dad was half black and half white, or maybe if he had one black leg and one white leg. And she said no she did not know the reason for her one black tit and her one white one. Later on after a bag of chips and an OK episode of One Foot in the Grave, we went upstairs and fucked. I had to have the lights off. She said is it because you find me unattractive? And I said no I just havent got much left on the meter. I never did see Domino again. She went the next day and left me a note and a picture of her which shed drawn in biro. It wasnt as if I was going to forget but shed drawn a stick woman with one black and one white tit with some tippex shed found next to the cupboard. I still keep that picture in my pocket to this day; I hope I dont get run over. I wouldnt like the police to find it and try and work out why it is I had a picture of a woman with one black tit and one white tit.

Then again, Id be dead. I wouldnt really care. DominoDomino.

maybe your jaw got tired and it started to close. it happens.

SONIC GAIL - Thank you, I stole that from someone who's a way better writer than I am or could ever be.

It was beautiful

and you are just as good as a writer as that what are u talkin about?