I would just like everyone to know that The Rev is my biggest role model; he inspires me in every way possible. I love you, keep rocking in Heaven <3
My piano recording blares in my ear. I have set the volume to its highest point, so I could concentrate. I let my instinct kick in as I drum along to my recording. This was a time when I felt at peace with the world; a time when I could do what I loved.
The recording began to slowly fade. I set my drumsticks on the amp that was next to me, and sullenly walk out of the recording room where my drumset is located, upset that I was done recording the drums for my song. I call it, "Death" since the lyrics were very depressing, as my bandmates put it.
Bandmates is a terrible word. The word, "brothers", works much better for them.
"Jimmy, you alright?" I hear Brian's voice, and I smile. My best friend for countless years could always read me like an open book.