I was initially pretty excited when my band's lead singer decided to announce that he was quitting. The good news was that we'd spend the next three months playing a handful of already scheduled gigs, finishing an LP, and schedule a CD release / last gig in May. His reason for wanting to leave? He doesn't like gigging or being in a band. Cool. To each their own. The drummer followed him like he usually does and agreed. Cool. Then I learned about the agony of the slow kill. Tonight we started a recording session by discussing major changes to one song. This was productive enough. Then it morphed into a very one-sided discussion by the drummer and singer about how excited they were that our band was breaking up. We could all now become successful solo artists by making music on our laptops and never gigging again. Instead we'd make lots of music blogs and hang out on Reddit. We'd pursue solo careers as producers. We could send our demos to DFA records and James Murphy would love it and probably sign all of our non-gigging solo acts. Who wouldn't? They even suggested we could collaborate on each other's solo projects. For example if the singer needed a real bass to play a line he wrote maybe I could do it. Lucky for me he has no concept of a pocket and 90% of the basslines he writes are root whole notes. Usually he uses the same fill for the entire song. Sometimes he mixes it up with root-viiis. I'm sure he'd write my name in the bandcamp liner notes. The drummer and singer also want to purchase sweatshirts for merch so that we can try to sell them for $30+ a pop at our last couple gigs. Maybe I can pitch on that. A couple of our last few practices have been like this. I swear, if they can't stop being so tone deaf I'll quit before they can.