Brothers
You had been my friend for the past 9 years. The instant I meant you I should have picked up on bullshit lies and the fake person you portrayed yourself to be. Throughout all these years I watched you crumble more than once. I ignored all the negative opinions people had of you and stuck up for you every time it was said even by the ones I trusted and loved most. Even if it was ruining my life. I taught you everything you needed to know about music and took you with me wherever I was going. I practically paved the road for you to walk on and to share the same dream with me. The question is why? Why the hell did I let you walk all over me? I took your side every time. I stood by you and tried my best to convince every one, including your own friends, that you’re a good person deep down.
You took advantage of everyone around you including your family. You can’t deny that, it’s right there in front of you. You leech on to people to fill that gap of insecurities and when that overflows you get rid of them and turn to someone else. You did this to all your friends.
If you wanted this dream so badly, why didn’t you put any effort towards it? Maybe get a job and pay for some things instead of borrowing off your friends and never paying them back. If you were my friend why did you have to put me in this situation in the first place?
What REALLY fucking pisses me off is the fact I have to hear from other people you go about saying you write everything in the band and all your leads. Which is complete bullshit and that fucking pisses me off. Oh and how it was holding you back. But how is that possible when you weren’t doing shit in the first place?
Have fun with whatever you decide to do in life. Because this was never supposed to be like this. I never wanted to end any friendship. I just needed a break from all of this. But the fact you were too stubborn and selfish to realize it wasn’t just my decision and had to be immature about it really upset me. You can hate me all you want, but it’s the facts, and they’re all there.
Farewell
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Everything seems to be going according to plan.
I am exciting about a lot of things. Being at my own place sets my priorities straight. I feel more motivated to do the things that are most important in my life. Obviously, I love music. I want anything with music to be my career. I’ve never been more sure about something. I just want to explain what exactly my perspective on playing music and what my band is trying to achieve. It may get boring, in fact, it’s already boring. So bare with me.
We started Teamwork for fun. We all love music, so we didn’t really care what is sounded like. We were fucking playing music and having fun. We didn’t have a goal or direction. So during this period, I, never focused my energy and making awesome music. I focused my energy on playing music. I never really began to write songs that meant something to me til recently. We went through many fazes and sounds, as every band should. But I think for once, we found something we really enjoy playing. If you have ever heard our earlier stuff you may think of it as a pop/electronic/cliche sound. Whatever. We were following a trend.
It’s so hard to step out of a scene. To step out of a genre and do something different. We’re not writing music that sounds too different. It’s just more mature. And actually has some meaning to us. I look back and think why the fuck didn’t I think like this before. Well, I learned to think like this. I made mistakes so I could fix them.
Anyways, we’re doing a 5 songs EP in May and recording 2 full band songs in June, which one song we will be doing a video for in July. And if that goes according to plan we will be doing a 6 song EP in the fall. And of course playing as many shows and small tours as possible.
Thanks for reading this boring blog.
-Ted
sucha good cover.
something i wrote about how life goes too fast.
I was still so young when I started having these big dreams. I didn’t want to be something big, I wanted to be someone who made an impact on everyone. I wanted change. I realized as I grew older how hard this would be to do. I started taking pills to ease some of the stress and soon figured out I was sleeping through the days that would have got me further. I started drinking and each sip just drowned me more. It was a half-full cup, but I was still sinking. I turned to my friends, but they were so into this ordinary life with the same routines that I had no choice but to branch off to another part of this place and do it alone. I said, “I dream it alone, why not do it alone?” I had no money. I decided working at a local convenient store and saved all the money I could. I forgot to mention I still lived at home paying no bills, except my parents were low-life drug addicts who made money selling drugs. I don’t remember the last time I spoke to them. So anyways, I worked at this store where everybody, I mean everybody, stood proud. They stood proud to make minimum wage and have the time and money to support and feed 3 kids. I knew I had to get out of here soon. You’re probably wondering what is it I really want to do. I love music. However, I cannot play any instruments. In high school I always tried but It was too time consuming and I couldn’t get past music theory. What do I do? I asked myself this question every morning. I looked at the calender one day and it was my 30th birthday. I was single, I still worked at that convenient store and still lived with my parents. My mother had passed away a few years back. To be honest, I didn’t care much. I felt bad for my dad though. I kept dreaming but it just never seemed to find reality. I am now 63 years old living my last few weeks with pancreatic cancer. I dreamt it alone and I am still alone.
wow.
I just read through some of my earlier posts and I have to say it actually gave me some inspiration and decent advice. Does that make sense? I don’t really remember writing a lot of things on here so it’s like I’m sort of reading it from another perspective, which is awesome. Good job me.
She sat and wondered why life was so boring. I said, “Get out of bed, there’s so much out there, my dear!” But she was scared of what was out there and didn’t want to leave her comfort. I told her, “Life’s about taking risks, instead of thinking about how life could be, get up and make life how it’s going to be.”
‘They’ say dwelling on the past doesn’t allow you to live in the present, making it harder to build a future. Sounds precise, right? But how do you hold on to memories? Memories are from the past. They are the only things that remind you, daily, you’re only human.
It’s funny how the word “falling” usually tends to be negative. But when you say, “I’m falling for you” or “I’m falling in love with you” it’s the complete opposite. Maybe that’s why so many people get hurt, they shoulda stopped falling.
