My firing text message was something like, "We've decided to move in a new direction and we've replaced you". cowardice, of course. it's the band equivalent of the "It's not you, it's me" way to break up with someone.
and my very best friend was a member, but not the band leader, who knew this was coming and didn't warn me. This was someone who had slept at my house, and eaten in my kitchen. Who, because he was poor, I often drove him and I and our gear to gigs out of State. Needless to say, we ceased being friends. I think that was the part that hurt the most. He could've warned me and given me some dignity, but instead, I leaned into the punch. I blasted him, not the band leader, by text. We've never spoken since.
but that's life...live and learn, but always keep moving forward, no matter what punches life throws at you