So I quit my band. The final chapter.
This is a continuation of my previous thread. Thought it might merit its own post. More fun that way!
I made my announcement a few weeks ago. It was tough. These are good people. Or cats. I can call them cats. Band leader sent me a nice card saying I would always be his bass player. Hugs were received all around. "You better stay with us until the day you move!" I of course agreed to meet my commitments and am not moving for several months at least. It's recording an EP of originals. The songs are written, I own my parts, we've been playing them live for a while and they're pretty dialed in. No problem!
Last week we had a practice to work out the final kinks before heading into the studio. BL also invites a new bass player (NBP) to audition. He seems like a good guy. Definitely a working pro type so cue my insecurities. Halfway through practice BL invites him to record. No discussion with the band or anything.
Figuring he got lost in the moment, I message the entire band and say "Hey - noticed you invited NBP to record. Did you still want me to record? Should you all discuss? He's good. I like him. Do what's best for the band..."
BL comes back "What a hard thing to read and respond to. I needed to lock him in so it is what it is. Of course I want you to record. What do YOU want to do? I have to respect where your head is on this..." I respond "I've been working hard on these with plans to record, so I'm sticking with that plan." Drummer chimes in "Yeah DJS, you did all the work on these, you of course deserve to be on the record!"
Later we agree that NBP can take a shot at recording a newer, unfinished song that BL wants to rush onto the EP now, in the event that we finish all planned songs early. He does this a lot. Eternal optimist. I don't love that song anyway.
Last night we show up for recording. NBP is there helping out. I like him - none of this is his fault, but it feels weird. I played 2 songs, he played 2, just to test levels, and it was clear he had mastered these songs. Someone clearly encouraged him to learn all of them. And he sounded amazing. Cue my insecurities again, but his versions kicked ass. BL says at some point in the night "We need to get both DJS and NBP versions as much as we can..."
So here I am, facing 5 hours in the studio tonight, and maybe another 8 Saturday, after a long stretch of extra practice hours preparing for a few weeks, wondering what's going to happen with my work. My standard reaction to uncomfortable situations is to put on a happy face, avoid conflict and deal with them like an adult. Not sure if there are any other options for me here?
This is a continuation of my previous thread. Thought it might merit its own post. More fun that way!
I made my announcement a few weeks ago. It was tough. These are good people. Or cats. I can call them cats. Band leader sent me a nice card saying I would always be his bass player. Hugs were received all around. "You better stay with us until the day you move!" I of course agreed to meet my commitments and am not moving for several months at least. It's recording an EP of originals. The songs are written, I own my parts, we've been playing them live for a while and they're pretty dialed in. No problem!
Last week we had a practice to work out the final kinks before heading into the studio. BL also invites a new bass player (NBP) to audition. He seems like a good guy. Definitely a working pro type so cue my insecurities. Halfway through practice BL invites him to record. No discussion with the band or anything.
Figuring he got lost in the moment, I message the entire band and say "Hey - noticed you invited NBP to record. Did you still want me to record? Should you all discuss? He's good. I like him. Do what's best for the band..."
BL comes back "What a hard thing to read and respond to. I needed to lock him in so it is what it is. Of course I want you to record. What do YOU want to do? I have to respect where your head is on this..." I respond "I've been working hard on these with plans to record, so I'm sticking with that plan." Drummer chimes in "Yeah DJS, you did all the work on these, you of course deserve to be on the record!"
Later we agree that NBP can take a shot at recording a newer, unfinished song that BL wants to rush onto the EP now, in the event that we finish all planned songs early. He does this a lot. Eternal optimist. I don't love that song anyway.
Last night we show up for recording. NBP is there helping out. I like him - none of this is his fault, but it feels weird. I played 2 songs, he played 2, just to test levels, and it was clear he had mastered these songs. Someone clearly encouraged him to learn all of them. And he sounded amazing. Cue my insecurities again, but his versions kicked ass. BL says at some point in the night "We need to get both DJS and NBP versions as much as we can..."
So here I am, facing 5 hours in the studio tonight, and maybe another 8 Saturday, after a long stretch of extra practice hours preparing for a few weeks, wondering what's going to happen with my work. My standard reaction to uncomfortable situations is to put on a happy face, avoid conflict and deal with them like an adult. Not sure if there are any other options for me here?