I had only ever been in bands with my mate , who is the guitarist. Now he is my mate but he also drives me up the wall. After our full band had all gone their seperate ways, we decided to go it alone as a duo. This worked for years until he developed carpal tunnel syndrome and couldn’t play. He is so tight that he wouldn’t pay for private, so waited on the nhs appointment. This, he was told would take a year. What are you going to do? Everyone asked. Oh, no one will want to play with you he said. I was mad. I was the bass player and the singer. People knew me. I decided I was going to find another band. By chance a guitar player got in touch and we secretly rehearsed with his drummer mate, who turned out to be superb. When we did our first gig, my mate was raging that I hadn’t told him but I just remembered all the laughing and ridicule that he gave me.
That band turned out to be great fun. My mate is passive aggressive and a bit of a control freak. This new band felt free and we had a great laugh and produced some good sounds. My mate used to tune up after every song. This new boy would tune up at the start of each set and it was bang into the next song. I loved it, but then the guitarist started being late for gigs and coming drunk. I got cheesed off with this eventually and realised that order is more my bag. My mate finally got his operation and we carried on. Eventually we recruited the drummer and a new band started. After a few years, I’ve realised that my mate will never change and is always going to be a control freak. Now I’m at a stage where I can’t play because of my job, but I’m determined, if and when I get back, I’m not going back with my mate. He just infuriates me.