So a few weeks ago I quit the 60's cover band due to too many other projects, the bandleader being a socially maladjusted jerk, and a lousy commute, not to mention, no gigs and some pretty unrealistic expectations. I kept things short and sweet for once in my life: Hi Steve, I've been trying to get in touch with you but haven't heard from you in a while, so I figured I'd just email instead. Unfortunately, I have too much on my plate right now to be able to play in the band. I dig the songs and I like playing with you guys, but things are getting busier at the studio and I have a couple of other projects and session work that have been taking up a lot of my time. So it's not really fair to you guys for me to try and commit to this when at this point, I just have too much else going on. Anyway, best of luck with everything regardless, and have a good holiday season! Well, the guy never even bothered to call or write me back or anything. No "it was nice working with you, good luck..." no "HOW COULD YOU!! NOW WHO WILL PLAY THE SOLO IN BROWN-EYED GIRL?!?!" It's very strange. I don't really care, but I just think it's weird that he didn't even have the basic human decency to respond to my perfectly reasonable email. I mean, it WAS reasonable, wasn't it?! In other news, that punk band...they let me go before I had a chance to quit. We are all still on speaking/friendly terms, as they cited the same reasons as I did; different musical tastes and conflicting schedules. Funny how things take care of themselves sometimes...or, in the case of Steve The Non-Communicator, not.