Guess who's being obsessive? I AM! I should really probably do something else. Like maybe write in my real journal, which I haven't done since I started this one. I dunno, maybe I don't need it anymore... but that's a scary thought... I've been keeping those notebooks for a good four years now.... I'll decide later. Anyway, I don't have any homework or anything since we're still in the middle of finals, so I might as well be obsessive.
Today was nothing special. I am still depressed, but overall not being irrational. I went downtown with Molly and ate a bagel and froze my ass off, and then I came back to school and talked to Emma and Helen. Emma is all excited that I am playing in a talent show with a band, even if it isn't hers. She says she is going to tell people "My friend's band can kick your friend's band's ass" even though she hasn't ever heard us. She has said, however, that I can never sing for the other band. "I own your voice. I had it first."
The Molly/Emma band (Helen isn't in it. She has some sort of mental problem which makes her somewhat immature and antisocial. We've gotten used to it when it comes to social situations, but no way can she play an instrument.) started as an inside joke in 8th grade. Then it got more and more serious. It's actually the reason why we all started playing our respective instruments. Emma is the drummer. She knew nothing about music before she started. Let's say she is slightly better than Meg White. (Don't get me wrong - I like the White Stripes - Jack's a great songwriter. He just needs to get a better drummer and tune his damn guitar.) Molly plays bass. Everything she knows about it she either knows from viola or was taught by me. I play guitar and sing. I have written a few songs, but I am all self-concious about them, so I haven't developed them beyond lyrics and guitar parts. I'll be surprised if we ever have a gig. Most of the time when we "practice" we really just sit around and talk.
My other band is more serious. We are all good musicians who are on the edge of the musical elite, and we are somewhat organized. The drummer's name is Greg. He's a really nice guy, and I'm pretty close to him, but not too close. Somehow there's something about him that I don't trust. I'm not sure why. He is accepted as being the second best drummer in the school - right after a senior named Andy. This year in marching band, he played congas in the pit. The bassist is Dave. Dave is one of my closest friends. He is very laid back and slightly crazy, but also pretty seriously smart and creative. I think that for the most part, the craziness is a coverup. He's huge - about 6'2'' and not slim - and wears bright orange at all times. He plays trombone in marching band. Then there's me. And then... there's Adam. Yup. Hoping that's going to go ok. I think it will, just because I was in the band before we started going out, and when we started going out it didn't affect our band relationship at all.
Anyway, Greg is always on Adam's case about writing songs, but he hasn't yet, so we are mostly a jam band. Dave plays a baseline, or a few in sequence, and Adam and I solo over it/them. The most organized thing we have going so far is Ob-La-Dee Ob-La-Da. No one sings. I play some mad ska chords and Adam plays the melody with much distortion. :-D When I get excited about things like this, I start speaking in quasi-musician-lingo. I appologize. clears throat
I also have this other thing going right now with the band - minus Adam - plus Julian (sax) and another bassist. (Dave's playing trumpet. He actually is for one of the songs we're doing in the talent show, and I'm playing bass.) there is a balcolny overlooking the lobby of our school, and once in a while, they let student bands play on it. That's what we're doing. It's going to be pretty awesome.
There's so much more I could write about. Hm... let's play "guess when Aidan is going to stop being obsessive."
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