My jam band died in utero.

[Seamus OReally]

Not enough common ground,” it was agreed by all. We were all such different players, and not in a cool Roxy Music kind of way, so we just crashed. The piano player is a real solo guy, and it shows. He wanted to blow over “All The Things You Are,” the bass player thought “The Low Spark of High-Heeled Boys” would be a cool jam, and the sax player and I were adrift in the middle.

So now I gotta start over. I’ll be more careful in writing my Craigslist ad this time.

 

[iblive]

Not enough common ground,” it was agreed by all. We were all such different players, and not in a cool Roxy Music kind of way, so we just crashed. The piano player is a real solo guy, and it shows. He wanted to blow over “All The Things You Are,” the bass player thought “The Low Spark of High-Heeled Boys” would be a cool jam, and the sax player and I were adrift in the middle.

So now I gotta start over. I’ll be more careful in writing my Craigslist ad this time.

That's too bad. But I guess better to find out now rather than months into practicing...etc.

 

[Jethro Rocker]

That sucks. But I can see it happening, different musical tastes and being strangers...
I've never done really well with all strangers in a group myself.

 

[Don O]

Two weeks ago, before our practice, our bass player asked me if I’d like to try out for another band he just got invited into. His vocal trainer is forming a new band with some of her friends and their lead guitar played flaked out. I know who she is and have heard her sing a few times, great voice. So I initially said sure, send me a set list. Now he did mention that she expects the cover songs to be note for note. OK, that was a turn off. When he sent me the set list, I didn’t know a single one of them, no blues or rock, more popish. I politely thanked him for the offer but declined the next day. I just couldn’t get my head around learning songs I never heard of and had no interest in playing.