In which I have joined a band! With my roommate, even!

At the divorce party, Truck and I sat in with the JCGB. And we liked it.

And not long after, Truck said, “We should join the band. For the summer. Like, for free if necessary, because it would be fun to do some gigs and stuff. And they’ve been asking us to join them for years. Plus we really like those guys.”

I said, “Well, hell yeah! Let’s!”

So today Truck called Rockstar and offered our services. Apparently the JCGB accepted. They’re booked for months, and are even opening for Blues Traveler at the Riverside casino next month, which is totally fucking cool.

Additionally, I’ll be recording backup vocals on a second Jonas album next month. After the investors are paid off, I might even get royalty checks from album sales! Which, you gotta admit, would be cool since I’ve never once been paid for recording. Gigs, yes, but not recordings. (Music is not a lucrative hobby when recording’s involved; even when you gig enough to pay for it you usually don’t gig enough to pay yourself for it. Most decent studios cost hundreds of dollars per hour, and while a lot of people make recordings at home all that equipment does have to be purchased.)

I feel like a musician again! Check out my music calendar:

I sent an email to the Band That Never Gigs and quit officially. I doubt they’re surprised. I never go to practice.

In other news, I’ve decided that I truly dislike online calendar interfaces and want a better one. Something that isn’t a total kludge. *wanders off to look for a WP calendar plugin*