Tuesday, May 5, 2020
Narrative Rough Draft free essay sample
As many know, I am really into music. My favorite bands are; Project 86, Family Force 5, Emery, and Underoath. Iââ¬â¢ve actually talked to most of these bandââ¬â¢s members by the time I graduated high school. The only ones I havenââ¬â¢t talked to are the members of Project 86, but that changed over the summer and what happened when I met them changed my life. It was a Living Sacrifice reunion concert in Cleveland and project 86 was there so I went to see them. Over the summer my life consisted of big ups and downs. This was a downer wek, I couldnââ¬â¢t hang out with my cousin because he was busy with his fiancee and then I couldnââ¬â¢t afford my favorite game. I watched them play and got really excited to see that there was a table they would sit at to give autographs out to the public. I waited in line for an hour and they left when I was third away. Needless to say, I stormed out extremely irritable. As I headed towards the car, a man that looked like the vocalist I so highly held respect for said, ââ¬Å"Hey, can you tell me the best restaurant around here? ââ¬Å"Yeah, I actually canââ¬â¢t remember then name it escapes me but Iââ¬â¢ll show you how to get there, we are going there anyways. â⬠I stumbled across that one answer ââ¬Å"Cool Bro. Iââ¬â¢ll drive and you drive in front of us, lead the wayâ⬠¦uh I never got your nameâ⬠ââ¬Å"Rob, Rob Branscomeâ⬠ââ¬Å"Cool, are you related to Amy Branscome? â⬠ââ¬Å"Yeah sheââ¬â¢s my second cousin. â⬠ââ¬Å"Cool weve been good friends since before I left Meadville when I was ten. Well I should get us goingâ⬠¦the band is starvingâ⬠¦show us the way Branscome. â⬠ââ¬Å"Alright see you thereâ⬠At that point I couldnââ¬â¢t even breathe, he knew my family, how in the world? So we ended up at the restaurant, I cannot recall the name, but it was a steakhouse type place. This is where the most amazing thing happened. We talked about everything from life to music to music being someoneââ¬â¢s life. He said something that made me feel incredible. He said, ââ¬Å"Rob listen, I want you guys to keep playing your music, donââ¬â¢t stop. When u get a demo recorded, send it my way, Iââ¬â¢ll take it to tooth and nail records and get you guys in. â⬠Are you serious, you can do that? â⬠ââ¬Å"Yeah of course I can. â⬠So the night went on and I couldnââ¬â¢t believe this happened. Later on in the year I was coerced into the neshannock High school musical by my band director, English teacher, Mr. Cavalier, and my friends. I was on the stage while Cavalier was setting everyone up where they should be and my good friend Jon Mclvenny looked at me and said, ââ¬Å"R ob, we should start a band. â⬠I agreed and talked to Travis Ascione, my current guitarist, and found that Jon didnââ¬â¢t really know how to do anything. Unfortunately we did leave him out; he only knew how to play the bass line for Smoke on the Water. We needed a drummer and a guitarist, because at that point Travis would be a bassist. One of my best friends, Corey Robinson, plays drums. He is actually the best in the tri-county area, according to the PMEA. He was all for it too. So now a guitarist, we figured Travis could play guitar, so find a bassist, A friend of mine that goes to my church and my school plays bass for the marching band. He said he may be able to do it. So after of month of school we were all leaving, Corey and I with our caps and gowns. We went through two names by now. FAE (Failures are Evident) and Exitlt;gt;Exodus. After the summer started I was left alone, by choice, in my house while my family went to Florida and my guitarist and I spent the entire half of a month writing music. After weeks of song writing and music composing we got our first ââ¬Å"practiceâ⬠with all four instruments; guitar, bass, drums, and vocals/keys. We never had a steady bassist at this point, due to the fact that our first one was always busy. A boy my age, James Woods, played for this practice. We went over all of our songs and recorded them on a laptop. Well, he lost interest in us as a band and we were again baseless. Travisââ¬â¢ cousin played in a cover band with Travis before, so we borrowed him for a show. After playing our first show at Steamerââ¬â¢s coffee and tea house we invited him to be a permanent addition to the band, so Pat Morris officially joined ââ¬Å"Exodus Day Paradeâ⬠. That first show changed everything about us. At first it was just for fun and if we were successful that would be a plus. Now we are recording a demo to send to a radio DJ who is a friend of mine to get a record deal thru him. And we have a standing deal with the coffee house making about fifty to ninety dollars a show and are playing at a music festival in October. The members are more serious about the band than ever and I wouldnââ¬â¢t have it any other way. We love what we do and we thought it couldnââ¬â¢t get better. Three weeks ago Andrew Schwab of project 86 called and said that they are coming to Pittsburgh and wants to know if we would like to open for them at Club Zoo. Needless to say, that itself was a life changing experience, however, there is more. We are planning on going on a week and a half tour on the eastern coast and recording a full length album on Christmas break for almost no charge. There it is. The end of the hopeless dream of being a rock star is gone. How do I take this opportunity without feeling as nervous as to what I should do with school and with friends and even deeper relationships? I really canââ¬â¢t do that at a drop of a hat. None of us can. The epiphany is that we decided not to take the tour. To record the full length album and open for Project 86. With such an opportunity laid before us, we decided to stay here until we all finish school and have degrees. What surprised me is that Iââ¬â¢ve always wanted to be a ââ¬Å"rock starâ⬠and given the opportunity to try I choked. In conclusion, despite popular belief, being a rock star is not my first priority, itââ¬â¢s not our drummerââ¬â¢s first priority and when our time comes to get all of these things. We will take them with open hands.
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