The give it up girl
If I knew how to play a guitar, I’d totally play one. Don’t you think if I could sing, it’s all I’d ever do? I thought I could play the drums, until that one night when I’d had too many Pabst Blue Ribbons and the leader singer of that band that I love asked me to get onstage, “Show us what you got, kid”.
I ain’t got shit.
I dropped some beats on the snare that didn’t sound like beats at all, clanged the symbols and then when all else quite obviously failed, I tried to double kick my way out of the whole fucking mess.
It’s now glaringly clear to me that I’ll never, not ever, be in a band.