When I think about how much fun last night was, and how frustrating it's been for the past 4 months, and how much MORE fun we'd be having if we'd had a drummer this whole time, my brain starts to hurt.
What's more, we've finally started to hear what our "sound" is. We have some rockers, sure, but a lot of our stuff has taken on this very slow, ethereal mood, and what makes me really happy is that we've got no real problem with that. Every other band I've ever been in has been ultra-sensitive about needing more up-tempo numbers for shows, which can be a problem when those particular songs don't actually reflect what the band wants to achieve. It's not like a band like Low is concerned about rocking out - they have their sound and they're sticking to it. Well, we're definitely not as sleepy as Low is, but we're certainly subdued. And the notion of being comfortable with writing and performing more intricate, slower stuff is fantastic to me, since it's really never happened before. I really feel good about the band's potential right now - if we can find the right drummer (well, any drummer), we can finally start gigging and recording proper EPs and I think it'll come off quite well.
Such a shame, then, that work's been brutal today; I went from happy to hellishly cranky in about 2 minutes this morning.