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What ended your first band...

Very differing opinions. Thing is the "band" is still together but I'm no longer a part of it and here's the kicker, I founded the band! :eyebrow:

We we a Christian Rock band and I wanted to play more secular events to get the Word out but the drummer, and other founder, took that as I wanted to play in bars. A heated discussion insued and then before I knew it, I was ousted. Who knows, maybe it'll all settle down soon and they will realize what a horrific mistake they made and ask me to come back. Thing is, after a lot of praying and thinking about it, I probably won't go back if asked. Serves them right. Self righteousness isn't what a Christian band is supposed to be about.

God closed that door only to open up another one for me. Have an audition with a really good red dirt country band tomorrow night. So we'll see. Talk about a genre switch! :eek:

Wish me luck. :D

Good Luck! RTS
 
The drummer and I were the only ones progressing with our music, so we broke it up and found other people to work with. Of course, we formed when I was 13 and broke up when we were 15, so who cares? ;)
 
I left my first band because I got married and moved towns. That was always the plan. They carried on without me for some years.
I kept in touch with the drummer. So no drama there.

I then did some session work for a duo in an 8 track studio (reel to reel tape, anyone alive then?)I got asked to join but it was too far away.

I then auditioned for a band. As their first bass player I thought I was a founder member. We also had band meetings and would jointly decide things. However the lead singer would go against the vote and make mad decisions. In the end I called him on it and got told I was there to play bass and do as I was told. I told him where to stick it. I did the one gig we had remaining and it was a trainwreck. The drummer he had taken on against the band's wishes had fallen apart. The band folded a year after that.

I then played as a sideman for three years for a local singer songwriter. He moved up north so we folded. A singer a keyboardist wanted to use his band so we did some rehearsals and it just died. The phone didnt ring, I had two small children and no transport as the wife worked at Boots (it's a UK chemist not a pole dancing club) on the nightshift, so I didnt chase it.

Then I formed a band with friends and we did a gig. The lead singer left the band and then went solo asking us all to play for him. We did. That just fizzled out. We stopped getting gigs.

I then played bass in a church music group for 9 years. During this time I joined a Gospel Choir. I also joined a cover band fronted by a pro who had various acts, tribute bands and wanted a cover band to work with a friends one (which I already subbed for). We shared gigs and subs. I also fronted my own band on guitar and vocals. The idea was to go semi pro.

Then in 2004 I left all of the above bands as a consequence of being in a bad accident. I lay in a hospital bed and thought I'm not doing it anymore. The cover band leader died of cancer whilst I was in hospital. He'd hidden how ill he was. That probably put me over the edge. In 2006 I started playing guitar again and in 2007 I started playing bass again.
 
Intelegence

Theirs, most likely.

:D :hiding:


My first band: Ego issues.

I had progressed from a beginning bassist to a competent songwriter.
Myself and our lead guitarist shared writing duties.
At some point I started getting into progressive rock, writing more complicated songs that our guitarist couldnt keep up with.
He quit in a hissy fit stating that we played more of "my songs" than his own
(though I considered them all "our songs" and I think he still wrote the majority of them).

So, whose ego, Im unsure of.
 
Country's the discipline genre for bass.

Bob Babbit moved to Nashville and it didn't work out so well.

The bassist from Toto David Hungate thrived.

Good luck.

Very differing opinions. Thing is the "band" is still together but I'm no longer a part of it and here's the kicker, I founded the band! :eyebrow:

We we a Christian Rock band and I wanted to play more secular events to get the Word out but the drummer, and other founder, took that as I wanted to play in bars. A heated discussion insued and then before I knew it, I was ousted. Who knows, maybe it'll all settle down soon and they will realize what a horrific mistake they made and ask me to come back. Thing is, after a lot of praying and thinking about it, I probably won't go back if asked. Serves them right. Self righteousness isn't what a Christian band is supposed to be about.

God closed that door only to open up another one for me. Have an audition with a really good red dirt country band tomorrow night. So we'll see. Talk about a genre switch! :eek:

Wish me luck. :D
 
Creative differences between the lead singer and guitarist. Guitarist was writing his own stuff, and wanted to play more of his songs out live, even though they were a pretty big departure from the stuff the singer/BL was writing and we were playing. It got pretty tense, and a temporary hiatus ended up being more than just a temporary hiatus. Singer has a fairly successful new band now, and guitarist has written some solo stuff, but nothing too noteworthy.
 
I got kicked out of my first band Link Removed because I basically sucked at playing guitar at that point. They still exist, and are a very successful "underground" band (In Denmark at least), although at the current time in hibernation.

The first one I played bass in was Prune, basically a noise rock band, which more or less dissolved it self over time.
In the end I basically wanted to make more spaced out experimental music while the drummer and the guitarist/singer wanted to make harder music.
Eventually we just stoped playing, I moved away, and after some time the drummer and the guitarist formed a hardcore band called Menfolk, with another bass player and an extra guitarist.
They lasted about a year in that form and dissolved when the guitarist/singer moved to England.
A couple of years later Menfolk reformed without the extra guitar player, yet another bass player and me on bass too. This time more of an experimental rock piece with the basic sound of hardcore.
I eventually left the band, officially for loosing interest in the kind of music we played and a hand injury, and although that was true, looking back I think it all came down to me running into a depression. I have regret my decision many times since.
Anyway, I got to record two records with Menfolk, a split single Double Date with a band called The Unit and a split EP with the earlier mentioned Barra Head called Are We Enemies, before I left.
The band recruited another bass player to replace me, still exist and have recorded 2 full length since my departure, one of which include 3 tracks I helped compose.
 
The first band I was in ended when I looked at everybody and told them that we needed to take a break for a few months and get better at our respective instruments. This did not go over well, so I quit and went into serious woodshed mode for a couple of years.

Then, Senior year of high school I formed a band with a couple of friends (one of the guitarists from the aforementioned band who left shortly after I did when he realized I was right), and a couple other guys we auditioned. This was my first really good band. Everybody acted professionally. Everybody knew their parts, everybody kept their ego in check, we worked hard, and it showed in how we sounded. Then we played a few gigs that went over really well, and then college hit and eveybody left. I wish I still had a couple of tapes we had from rehearsals...it was pretty good.
 
I joined my first rock band after college. I'd just gotten married and we played two gigs in one day. At the second gig the soundman was showing off his new fx unit by adding Nigel Godrich style feeding back delays to my voice to the point that they took over the whole song. I yelled to the sound guy when the song was done "we can do without the aliens, Swampy!" [soundguy's actual moniker]
Being totally professional and sloppy drunk he yelled back "F--K YOU!"
I decided I'd rather have spent the day at home with my wife than putting up with smelly drunk fat soundguys and that was our last gig.