A little over a year ago, a semi-friend whom I had known approached me to join his band. That weekend, I went over to the rehearsel warehouse, and I joined. At that time, the band I'd joined had the following members: the drummer (the one who had approached me), a guitar player, another guitar player, a singer. This singer was terrible. We played a show after a month, and the non-voice-instrument members (myself included) decided to toss him from the band. We rehearsed a few more months singer-less, then the drummer and I decided to oust one of the guitar players. (no hard feelings; he came to our last rehearsal just last week to hear us.) Anyway, we were desperate for a singer. We (the three of us now) had been singerless for months. Somehow, the drummer found a twenty year old guy in June. This singer rehearsed with us for about a week. Then he got arrested. Fast forward to the last few weeks. We finally found a kid who we thought was "the one." He had a great voice and wasn't a convict. He was a little difficult to get a hold of, but I was used to that (b/c of the drummer...). He went to a few of our practices, and we gave him our most recent recording so he can write songs whenever he can. The guitar player would relay news from the singer to me just about every day. "Matt (singer) said that he has our songs memorized." "Matt said that he has written some lyrics." and the like. Over the past two weeks, we were itching to get us together and work on the melody lines together and stuff so that we would have all of our songs (13+) finalized. We even went so far as to try to get organized at my house this past Tuesday. The singer never showed because of some form of miscommunication. Nevertheless, I attempted to try to get something going on yesterday, Wednesday. No avail. Singer wasn't around. Today, the guitar player tells me in sixth hour that Matt, the singer, has quit. No more. After taking the time to write lyrics to songs he said that he really liked. All for Nothing. I really don't know what to do. We are back at square one: not knowing what to do about finding a singer. The only one who would've really worked out with us won't be. I'm really close to finally throwing in the towel. I'd hate to give up on a band that has so many songs. We'd get so far if only we had a decent frontman. But apparently, we weren't meant to ever get outside the frickin' warehouse.