I sit on my throne in “The Bunker” and observe everyone power up and plug in. The Bunker is the garage we practice in. It is fittingly named “The Bunker” because that is what it looks like. It is a detached fortified garage to prevent people coming in and sound going out. The amps go on and we are ready to go. With a count off we begin running through our set list. For lack of a good imagination we number our songs for the time being. Some of our songs do have names, but we can not remember them very well. The set begins with song 22; it is a decent with a good rock ou

t session at the end. Our next song brings the excitement level down a notch. It begins kind of mellow and picks up towards the middle and brings the energy in the second verse.

It’s rewarding to see the crowd tapping their toes or swaying to the strums of our creation. For every new fan we receive it is another achievement. We love to say hi and meet new people, maybe even snap a quick photo. Everyone in the band is pretty friendly and it would just make their day to see someone enjoying our music. I can only imagine how pleasing it must feel to hear the audience singing our words back to us. Performing brings out a sense of brotherhood within the band. Everyone is relying on the other to do their part well, and have fun with it.

One of our first completed songs is called “Eleven” and this is our third song in the set. I wrote this song. It is about a deceitful girl who runs around behind her boyfriends back, but little does she know that he sees everything she is doing. By this time if we were playing a show we would promote the venues and bands that have or will play, but since it is just a practice now we just note it and continue on with the list. Three more songs are played, and in the last song we introduce the band. Practicing is fun most of time.

It is disappointing to find out that when we

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