Just Tell Me Where And When.

Jeez! I have not gotten out of bed yet and I really don't want to. Last night, The Drunkandsilly Gayboys played at Cuthills in Boynton Beach. It started off well enough until everyone started beating on me for being too loud. An opinion I didn't necessarily agree with so to fight back, I turned way down and wouldn't turn up. Real mature! We played awfully and, of course, the people loved it. I was getting madder and madder at how badly we were playing and I quit the band with a big tantrum at the end. I'm in this to play good music. Not to impress some drunk dunderheads with my snappy patter. I've been in this band for 14 years and I think it's run it's course. Everyone seems more interested in ordering beer over the mic than singing the right words. So irritating. In my hearing, i'm always getting drowned out. I know my hearing isn't that great but I can't use earplugs because we don't use a set list. I didn't get paid 'cause someone left early so now i'm stuck at home and totally broke. Happy Motherfucker's Day!