Monday night’s rehearsal was awesome. It was the bomb; and in all possible sense of the statement. Like all bombs, C4 & nuclear alike, it caused much devastation to pretty much all of us. I still cannot comprehend how they could do this to us. What happened, you ask? They cancelled our frigging gig at JP. Man, that so infuriated me therefore diverting my attention from the MOE to JP authorities (I’ve got quite a temper, if you haven’t figured out till now).

And why did they cancel it? Well, this other music school performed & well, I guess JP thought it was more of a turn off to the public rather than an attraction. And frankly, they think our school’s gonna come off the same way. I mean, geez! They haven’t even seen us, and for goodness sake, that music school deals with classical stuff, like lounge music really but we don’t! Didn’t they see our concert at the Amphitheatre? But hey, whatever. They just lost themselves a pretty decent show. If they’re smart, they’ll uncancel the gig.

I wager you’re pretty much confused at how illogical I’ve started off this entry. Saying Monday night’s practice was great despite JP cancelling what we’ve looked forward to for how long now. It’s just that even though it was all bleak, the rehearsal was fun (again). But it was better than our other practices, this one was great. Just a bunch of people jamming to a nice song, it was great. A total blues-killer. Everyone left that night feeling elated and way better than when they showed up. It’s hard to explain what was so great about it, you know, it was just one of those “feel good” times. It was a compromise, what with the cancellation of the show. Whoever knew I’m Yours could be such a fun song?

....Okay, they’ve really gotta invent another word for ‘fun’. Ever since the rehearsals, I’ve overused it way too much. But hey, they are fun anyway. D’oh, there I go again!

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