h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Because we're such an organised lot in my band, and because we have such a *fantastic* name, "Operation Blue Trowel", I despare of the lot of them.

The Story So Far:
I joined before Christmas when Mike, the drummer, asked me randomly in form one morning. I was really looking forward to it, as I had always wanted to be in a band. Frist band practise was an experience. For one thing, I only knew one of the three people in the band. I had met Keir, lead guitar, for about 5 minutes, whilst he was drunk in the middle of Chester, and all he could say to me was:
"Your not as hot as Mike said you were!"
When I got there Keir felt it necessary to prove to me that, no, he didn't have ginger pubes, in the only obvious way. Thats right, you guessed it, he showed me things he shouldn't have. Nice.

Since then, there has been a total break down in communication. Mostly to do with the fact that our drummer wouldn't do a gig that we have at the end of this month, because he hadn't been properly asked. Did he want it in writing or what? Weird. Then, I was told he had either been chucked out the band, or left or something. Then one of my mates asked him about this and he knew nothing about it. So he had a go. Nice. Now our guitarist says he's leaving after the next gig, despite the fact that he knows we have another gig in the summer for on the radio. He's a dinkis. Nice.

So, we have two weeks to get good before this gig. If anyone wants to randomly appear, all the better. Its for charity too!

Brookvale Community Center, Runcorn. Saturday 6th April, 1.30pm onwards. Its in aid of Halton Haven Hospice, so it's a good cause! Please?

its all very silly, and if ever you need my services m'dear, i shall be glad to assist you. unfortunately, as you know, i play neither guitar nor drums, but i do sing. singy singy! good one.

Righto, so thats a big "no no" then huh?

meanie. you know i sing good. please?