Monster in the moonlight...

Devils in his head,
How do they shout so loud?
Tonight is his to take
Nobody knows his face
Something he will not allow...

So much going on and yet.... nothing is happening.
I've taken up writing once again, to fill my time. I'm starting a separate project, away from certain bandmates that are getting on my last nerve. Unfortunately, searching for drummers is never an easy task. Though it is nice to be in the network of musicians that is my circle of friends. I may not know any drummers, but hopefully someone I know will know someone who knows a drummer that's interested. I am fortunately not looking for anything difficult, just fast and simple beats. Of course, if we get an insanely awesome drummer, and they want to show off, so be it. I am open minded, I don't feel a need to stereotype or pigeonhole myself as this or that.
I've stopped bothering with Adam, Johnny, everyone. They don't care so neither do I. I'm just going to surrender this time. Atomic Violence is dying. It's dying of a disease called Veil of Nithael. And by that I don't mean that Veil of Nithael (Johnny and Adam's other band, though it would appear that we're their other band now) is a vile parasite that should be "cured." That's just the best metaphor I can think of. When Johnny joined, it was an inconvenience to us that we reacted way too severely over. None of us reacted more severely than Adam, who joined a week later. Yes, ironic, I know. Then, after Adam joined, Atomic Violence headed downhill. Alfred and I have kept this sad excuse for a functioning project on life support for months. If it's time to pull the plug, it's time to pull the plug. Nothing I can do anymore. And Nick, Justin and Sarah are all great people. They're friends of mine and I wish them the best.
But I am not going to sit around and wait for a dying band to suddenly come back to life. Since the "awesome practice" I talk about in my previous entry, we have not written jack shit. Adam doesn't care, Sarah's too nervous, Johnny's too distracted by Sarah, Jonathan's never there and Alfred's too passive. I need to start fresh, preferably with someone not being ruled by flattery or hormones. Harsh, yes, but also true.
I'm in a better position to start a band now than I ever have been, and though that doesn't mean it'll be easy, I'll do my best to remain optimistic.

Well, what else can I say?

Til next time.