Let It Out

Livewire and Code Red Mountain Dew are my favorites. I wish they would bring back Pitch Black again, though. I loved that stuff.

Alright. Story/rant time.

For those not in the know, I was in a band around this time called Lunar Landings (now named Home Court Advantage). Around July, I was kicked from the band after performing only two gigs, and looking back on it now, I can admit that we weren't all that ready to perform live at all. Our originals were barely cooked through (funny how the ones I wrote were the ones they barely took the time to practice or learn at all), our covers weren't finalized (there ware literally dozens upon dozens of covers that we were planning on doing, and rather than take the time to sort them out, the rest of the group tried to learn all of them "just because"), and our mindset just wasn't right (admittedly, I've never taken the stage before and I wasn't used to being the lead; in fact, I had a large panic attack during our second gig which almost knocked me out of commission. Needless to say, I wasn't ready). They kicked me out by having the drummer, my friend Tom, message me over Facebook. Fun. On top of all that, they never publicly acknowledged my leave. On top of that, they found a replacement for me the very next day.

Jump to today. I'm in the process of writing and recording new material for my upcoming release, No Cure For Meteors; they've finished work on a 7 song EP. I've tried to keep my separate ways with them, trying to form my own identity with my own abilities. Tom linked to some Facebook event for the venue of their next gig, as well as a webpage where you could listen to some of the songs on their EP, which I will not link to. Among the songs was a song that was oddly familiar to me. A song titled "Goodbye 315"; a song I co-wrote the lyrics for, as well as the backing vocal melody/chorus guitar for. That struck me as odd. When I talked to Tom a month ago, he told me that all of the songs we all worked on were scrapped. All of the work they did with me was thrown out, to start anew. Seeing this song there made me puzzled, but also made me very happy. Maybe they were finally acknowledging my existence in the band. Maybe this was their tribute to me or some stupid, utterly naive shit like that.

So I check to see if they give me credit for my parts, and nope. My name wasn't mentioned anywhere in the credits. I thought it was a fluke at first; maybe they forgot, or maybe the credit will be given in the inner packaging of the EP. So I listened to the track... And as I listened to the track, my jaw... dropped... to the floor... eyes staring vacantly at the screen.... body feeling drained and numb... I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I honest-to-God could not believe what I was hearing. They removed all of the things I wrote and crafted for the song (save for the chorus guitar melody). Just so they didn't have to credit me for what I've done... on what was 40% my song anyway. They completely disregarded my work in the band just so they could save face. So they could save a little extra cash money. To save... To save... I couldn't believe it. I was Benoit-ed. Erased from history, never to be spoken about again.

NEEDLESS TO SAY, I'M A LITTLE BIT FUCKING FURIOUS RIGHT NOW.

game http://gabrielecirulli.github.io/2048/