Last night in rehearsal, almost at the end of the end of the night, the singer just started spitting on me and my drumkit, for no reason. He thought it would be funny.
I immediatelly stopped playing, put down my sticks. And said get the fuck out, tonight is over.
Now the guitar player, who sort of encouraged him, made his apologies. The singer however kept his mouth shut, like I was completelly wrong in my reaction, and should pick this as joke.
Now, what may be weird is that my biggest frustration is him spitting on my drumkit, completelly disrepsecting my gear, something I worked hard for to earn.
Just needed to get this of my chest. No apologie till now or something, he just kept quiet to me for about the half hour drive back to the train station.
"Singers: 100% of the time the biggest asshole in a band."
I immediatelly stopped playing, put down my sticks. And said get the fuck out, tonight is over.
Now the guitar player, who sort of encouraged him, made his apologies. The singer however kept his mouth shut, like I was completelly wrong in my reaction, and should pick this as joke.
Now, what may be weird is that my biggest frustration is him spitting on my drumkit, completelly disrepsecting my gear, something I worked hard for to earn.
Just needed to get this of my chest. No apologie till now or something, he just kept quiet to me for about the half hour drive back to the train station.
"Singers: 100% of the time the biggest asshole in a band."