Almost there

Well, I found a singer. A certain Cedric has yet to produce any songs, perhaps due to a developing drug habit, so I, along with our new singer, Al, sat down to watch some MTV and write some number 1 tunes. We soon noticed that MTV is the last thing you should use for musical inspiration. How long has it been this way? I thought they showed short video clips set to music on there. So we switched over to ESPN and found some music videos starring some talented athletes. Can't go wrong there. Everyone loves athletes, right? Putting it all on the line, poetry in motion, just to fill the void in our collective lives. Oh, and to rake in millions of dollars and women. Anyway, we wrote about 17 songs while sitting there. Most were about what Cedric was doing while tripping on the drugs I've been hiding in his burritos. He can't seem to get enough of those or Funyuns. I guess that's how you spell stuff. Anyway, we went to a studio and recorded some of them. I know we still need a bass player, but since none of us could figure what a bass player does, we went ahead sans bass.

I got the feeling after listening to the demos that we need more practice writing and playing music. Despite that little setback, we felt like celebrating. So we went to a bar and tried out our new Rock Icon Status. The ordinary status must still be lingering so we weren't very successful in picking up groupies.