I may have resigned from my regular Tuesday gig. I say may have, but I’ve had it. I’ve done it way too long. I’m an OK musical fit, but totally miscast interpersonally. I actually despise most of the repertoire, and am not personally compatible with the leader and his drummer son. I hate to admit it (in a way), but it’s really only for the steady money. Kinda whore-ey on my part. Actually totally whore-ey. I suggested that another friend do Tuesday, and I keep the more fun, and more lucrative Friday bass gig. The leader said he’d think about it I bit my tongue. He can think all he wants. He just wants to appear to have control Whatever. I’ve played for the leader intermittently for decades, but I just plain dislike the guy. I always have. Anyways, I’ll be relieved to give it a break. Maybe (hopefully) for the rest of my life. It’s embarrassingly bad, lame, loud, and completely lacking in finesse. Drummer son is a basher. Whine, whine, whine, I know. Anyways, we’re all big boys, the world will keep on spinnin’. I played my groovy new Dentist-caster PRS, but even it could not lift my spirits. Regular gigs help pay the rent, but I’ve had it.