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I told you guys about Ade, my former bassplayer before, his rowdy behavior and exessive drinking. As I'm typing this down it's nearly 3:30 in the morning and I just got home from having been Ade's personal taxi driver.
A week ago some people I have known for a long time called me up about Ade and told me that last time they jammed with him a creative spark was there and they really liked what he came up with. They wanted to start a musical relationship with him. So I called Ade and he was really excited about it, so it was arranged that tonight they would try him out.
When I arrived at Ade's place it was revealed that he cut off his long hair and had gone for a skinhead look. Between you and I, Ade without hair looks a LOT like Eighties gay-icon Jimmy Somerville.
When we arrived at the place the music started flowing and so did the beers, I don't know how many pints Ade swigged away but it was a lot. After we left, we ran across people from another band who we've befriended and they invited us to an Irish pub to have guinnes beer. It was then that Ade began to lose it, he drank a pint and threw the empty glass over his shoulder making it shatter. And when he got up from his seat he toppled over, having lost his sense of balance completely.
When I drove him home he was passed out in the shotgun seat and then I smelled a tell tale acid odor. When arriving at his place I couldn't wake him up but he was still breathing, with one of his neighbors we carried him from my car and woke his girlfriend up to get him inside his appartment. He awoke when we carried him in and insisted that he could walk inside himself, as he stood up, a wet spot on the ground became visible, and a wet seat confirmed my suspicions: Ade has pissed himself in my car.
I've had enough of it, regardless of him getting the job in that new musical project or not, I'm NOT gonna drive him there again, he'll have to get there on his own terms.
I'm off to sleep.
A week ago some people I have known for a long time called me up about Ade and told me that last time they jammed with him a creative spark was there and they really liked what he came up with. They wanted to start a musical relationship with him. So I called Ade and he was really excited about it, so it was arranged that tonight they would try him out.
When I arrived at Ade's place it was revealed that he cut off his long hair and had gone for a skinhead look. Between you and I, Ade without hair looks a LOT like Eighties gay-icon Jimmy Somerville.
When we arrived at the place the music started flowing and so did the beers, I don't know how many pints Ade swigged away but it was a lot. After we left, we ran across people from another band who we've befriended and they invited us to an Irish pub to have guinnes beer. It was then that Ade began to lose it, he drank a pint and threw the empty glass over his shoulder making it shatter. And when he got up from his seat he toppled over, having lost his sense of balance completely.
When I drove him home he was passed out in the shotgun seat and then I smelled a tell tale acid odor. When arriving at his place I couldn't wake him up but he was still breathing, with one of his neighbors we carried him from my car and woke his girlfriend up to get him inside his appartment. He awoke when we carried him in and insisted that he could walk inside himself, as he stood up, a wet spot on the ground became visible, and a wet seat confirmed my suspicions: Ade has pissed himself in my car.
I've had enough of it, regardless of him getting the job in that new musical project or not, I'm NOT gonna drive him there again, he'll have to get there on his own terms.
I'm off to sleep.
. Dunno about the pissin match, but a skunk seems to come to mind.
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