The Dangerous Summer.

...is a panic attack waiting to happen. So what if I've played music all my life? Pressure is the first word that comes to mind, yet one that I don't want to use (see: pressure drop (good song in original context, ruined by certain people) and under pressure (good song in original context, ruined even more by so many more people)). I know lots of people are saying, "Dangerous Summer, wow, Lowercase rip off." See, I could handle a Lowercase rip off. The only thing Lowercase ever did was nothing really at all. So when you step into a band that is supposed to actually do stuff to the music they make, it kind of freaks you out. I mean as being me. The once singer of a semi-succesful local band (Overstatement). I've been playing bass for 4 or 5 years now. I don't have anything to show for it. I've been singing for as long as i can remember, not seriously though. People say I can get by though. The getting by part doesn't have me in the liner notes, there is one lady that recieves all the credit for that one. Different story completley though. So I'm placed here on a place where I'm not sure I should be standing. With talk of driving to Philadelphia and hanging out with the founder of a multi-million dollar record company, I really don't know where I should be. I'm tired, that's all.