Busted Plans

I hate it when plans fall apart.

Here I am trying to organize the first jam session for my fledgling band, spreading the word to my guitarist, vocalist and drummer... first two says "Great, I'm free!" but drummer, as I just found out, says "Sorry, probably can't make it."

"Find a new drummer," I hear you say. Easier said than done. Few drummers play Dave Matthews Band songs. And I'm having trouble enough finding a bassist.

And work? I just began internal training this week, when I get an email telling me that because of my client placement next week, I have to attend a US regulations course, cause the client is US listed... now I am expected to cram not just UK practice rules, but also the US. Great. I'm having difficulty enough committing the former to memory, now I have to worry about the latter. Sigh.

Hence, I really want to jam. It's tough enough without a bassist, but without a drummer, we definitely can't jam. Drum machines just don't cut it.

Oh well, let's see what else life has in store for me over the next few days.