A glorious band who consist of five members, each with skills unsurpassed by anyone other than the exclusive guild of
better musicians. Yes, so we make music and joke around and... well here's the schedule for next practice. Lets take a look,
shall we?
Practice:
write song
Practice song
Practice Piss You Off
Joke
Joke
Screw around
Sam screams hilariously
Joke
Laugh
Make up for the laughs we missed by practicing
Try to practice
Joke
Pack up materials
Argue over name
Joke
Laugh
Screw around
Well... as you can see we're fiercly dedicated to our band and the music produced henceforth the commencement of practice.
(Confuse them with big words... check)
Oh, I'll put more information later, but it Rich at bass, Sam and Dante at guitars, Georgio at drums, and your wonderful
and glorious yet enigmatic but strangely appealing while at the same time being sexy, me. Thank you, that's the band! Rich
with his quiet disposition and professional demeanor at making kick ass music balances out Dante with his craaaazy antics
while Sam screams in the background and me and George laughs. Well, no, nevermind. George would be making fun of retarded
kids. (long story, some other time)
And that's the band. Beautiful, no?
