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Thursday, December 3   >>


HUGO: Hello?

GUY: I'm calling in for your post about needing a drummer for your soul-pop group.

HUGO: Yeah, what's up?

GUY: I'm down to meet. Whenever.

HUGO: Cool, I'll set up a rehearsal space downtown -- you in LA?

GUY: Yeah.

HUGO: Nice. What you listening to lately?

GUY: Some Marvin... India Arie, a lot of D'angelo. Some blues shit, too.

HUGO: [hiding my speechlessness] Cool. Down. Let's meet up, for sure.

GUY: Did you find other guys yet?

HUGO: For what...?

GUY: For the group. Bass player, lead and rhythm guitarists... jazz trained, right?

HUGO: No, not exactly. There are some I have in consideration...

GUY: Well, I have a couple friends who can fill the parts... can they come, too?
"Guy" is named Darnell.



Is going to be ridiculous.


Sorry, there really is nothing more to say after that. Well, maybe a few things. For all the bullshit I've gone through in the past 4 years as a working musician in LA county, this has to be one of the most perfectly timed things that have ever fallen into my lap. Oh, their samples. Their samples are good. Really good.

And you know what? I'm tired of hiding my accolades, even if most of them are made on my own.

With that said, I fucking deserve it.

I'm good at what I do. And I fucking rule.

Peace out,