What would you do (rehearsal place rant)?

[EvLectric]

I'd start wearing a surgical mask there if I were you.

There's your band gimmick right there! Name the band "The Interns"!

 

[hecube]

or Hazmat

 

[Roberteaux]

No, we've been telling him face-to-face in the last two rehearsals that we need to clean up the place. We've told him via email that we're available next Sunday. He usually responds to email but we also know that he can't say no to stuff he doesn't like and prefers to say nothing.

The way I understand it now is that, by not answering our last few emails to set a rendez-vous, he doesn't want to clean-up...

Well, that pretty much says it all, doesn't it?

If you try to chuck the drummer, you'll probably lose your bass player-- brothers and all...

Your choices seem to include:

Ignoring the cat shit and filth, and just driving on. Some guys sell their soul for rock and roll... here's your opportunity to trade in your hygienic sensibilities instead, which is actually kind of a deal.

You could also simply clean up the crap yourself-- if he'll let you, that is. But don't expect the drummer or bass player to jump into the project. Buzz said hire a housekeeper, but here I would add that you better find one who's nearly starving to death, as this job sounds like it goes well beyond the normal housekeeper-type duties. Hercules might have cleaned up the Augean Stables in a day... but he had a point to prove.

You can also try to find another practice space... but it's possible that the brothers won't want to shell out money for it. Sounds to me like the drummer, especially, won't understand what the problem is. Plus, traveling to and from will be a pita, which is why you like the central location of your drummer's catbox to begin with... but sometimes sacrifices must be made. If you can't hack it, you can't hack it. No reason why you should, either.

I know a bunch of guys who rent a storage space that is located on the property of an international airport. They routinely play until the wee hours at top volume, and nobody complains because... well, they're not all that noisy when compared to the jets that are taking off and landing most of the time.

You can also just kind of move on, strike out on your own, and try to form another group. Best of luck if you push that button, but hey: you were looking for bandmates when you found those guys, right? There are more musicians out there...

Really wouldn't want to be in your shoes. Man, that just sounds so nasty.

--R

 

[VictorB]

Hey guys, ready to jam?

 

[MooCheng]

what is it with drummers ? I've known at liest 3 whos trucks are like mobile pig pens, an can imagine there apartments are jus the same
maybe one day Kitty will dump on his snare an he will realise its time to clean up

 

[hecube]

Well, that pretty much says it all, doesn't it?

If you try to chuck the drummer, you'll probably lose your bass player-- brothers and all...

Your choices seem to include:

Ignoring the cat shit and filth, and just driving on. Some guys sell their soul for rock and roll... here's your opportunity to trade in your hygienic sensibilities, which is actually kind of a deal.

You could also simply clean up the crap yourself-- if he'll let you, that is. But don't expect the drummer or bass player to jump into the project. Buzz said hire a housekeeper, but here I would add that you better find one who's nearly starving to death, as this job sounds like it goes well beyond the normal housekeeper-type duties. Hercules might have cleaned up the Augean Stables in a day... but he had a point to prove.

You can also try to find another practice space... but it's possible that the brothers won't want to shell out money for it. Sounds to me like the drummer, especially, won't understand what the problem is. Plus, traveling to and from will be a pita, which is why you like the central location of your drummer's catbox to begin with... but sometimes sacrifices must be made. If you can't hack it, you can't hack it. No reason why you should, either.

I know a bunch of guys who rent a storage space that is located on the property of an international airport. They routinely play until the wee hours at top volume, and nobody complains because... well, they're not all that noisy when compared to the jets that are taking off and landing most of the time.

You can also just kind of move on, strike out on your own, and try to form another group. Best of luck if you push that button, but hey: you were looking for bandmates when you found those guys, right? There are more musicians out there...

Really wouldn't want to be in your shoes. Man, that just sounds so nasty.

--R

Well his brother his fed-up too. I am not the only one pushing.

 

[Roberteaux]

...maybe one day Kitty will dump on his snare an he will realise its time to clean up

Nah, he'll just pound the shit out of it.

--R

 

[BuzzHaze]

I keep my music area super clean and organized. It's so much easier to find things and I'm never tripping over my gear. I have my recording console on a wheel-cart so I just roll it out of the way when we have a full jam. My buddies just bring their own guitar or bass if they want or they can use mine, I have plenty haha, I love being able to jam or record on a whim.



I feel bad for you. I've been in some pretty dank spaces before and it kills all inspiration to play. You come out feeling like you've been in a dungeon. I have a huge-ass window in my studio and it's fantastic. Makes you want to play your best.

hey, you're welcome to come up north and use the space anytime

 

[Gin&Pentatonic]

Wow.

And I thought I played in a few pig stys before. I could handle empty beer cans, broken gear, and cig butts strewn about the place, but feces takes it to a whole new level.

I'm no germaphobe but that situation just sounds disgusting. Have a face-to-face to get the place cleaned up or bail.

 

[HenryHill]

With a few red lights and a few old beds, you could make a place to sweat, and no matter what you get out of it, you'll never forget.

 

[hecube]

I keep my music area super clean and organized. It's so much easier to find things and I'm never tripping over my gear. I have my recording console on a wheel-cart so I just roll it out of the way when we have a full jam. My buddies just bring their own guitar or bass if they want or they can use mine, I have plenty haha, I love being able to jam or record on a whim.



I feel bad for you. I've been in some pretty dank spaces before and it kills all inspiration to play. You come out feeling like you've been in a dungeon. I have a huge-ass window in my studio and it's fantastic. Makes you want to play your best.

hey, you're welcome to come up north and use the space anytime

I'm just a couple of hours away...

 

[lostpaul]

I'm just a couple of hours away...

According to Google maps i'm 1 hour 48 mins away i'l beat you there lol.

 

[Kashmir]

Be sure to check out your amps and guitar cases before you take them back into your own house, for obvious reasons.

 

[hecube]

According to Google maps i'm 1 hour 48 mins away i'l beat you there lol.

Well it's not a competition. Let's agree on a date and we'll give him a surprise...

 

[six-string]

i've been through this.
my brother bass player gave up on his place.
i can't explain it. but he had some sort of phobia or aversion to cleaning up.
he became a hoarder and his house was jammed full of everything imaginable.
the good was lots of instruments, amps, recording gear and music stuff.
the bad was garbage and filth.
when he got sick and wound up in hospital i went to check on his place.
he had left a pile of damp laundry on the bed in the spare room.
it had grown mushrooms that spread up the wall and across the floor!
i am not kidding. freaking fungus had grown all over the bed, the wall and the floor.
i threw it all in the trash and mopped the ceiling, walls and floors with bleach before repainting the place.
the basement, band practice area, had a catbox overflowing with shit. the poor cat had shit all over the floor around the box cause he couldn't stand to get into it anymore.
the basement stank like a sewage treatment plant.
i got some friends, and we spent a couple weekends and evenings going room to room to sterilize the place and then repainted.
of course it didn't last.
within a month or two of my brother being back home, the place was a disaster area.
and he couldn't figure out why no one wanted to go there to play music anymore?

 

[hecube]

i've been through this.
my brother bass player gave up on his place.
i can't explain it. but he had some sort of phobia or aversion to cleaning up.
he became a hoarder and his house was jammed full of everything imaginable.
the good was lots of instruments, amps, recording gear and music stuff.
the bad was garbage and filth.
when he got sick and wound up in hospital i went to check on his place.
he had left a pile of damp laundry on the bed in the spare room.
it had grown mushrooms that spread up the wall and across the floor!
i am not kidding. freaking fungus had grown all over the bed, the wall and the floor.
i threw it all in the trash and mopped the ceiling, walls and floors with bleach before repainting the place.
the basement, band practice area, had a catbox overflowing with shit. the poor cat had shit all over the floor around the box cause he couldn't stand to get into it anymore.
the basement stank like a sewage treatment plant.
i got some friends, and we spent a couple weekends and evenings going room to room to sterilize the place and then repainted.
of course it didn't last.
within a month or two of my brother being back home, the place was a disaster area.
and he couldn't figure out why no one wanted to go there to play music anymore?

And how is it now?

 

[six-string]

And how is it now?

he died a couple years later.
complications from his alcoholism.
the place was a disaster area.
it took me about 2 or 3 months to clear the house and clean it up so it could be sold. and that was with the help of friends.

 

[hecube]

Sorry for your loss. I hope it doesn't come to that with our drummer. He nearly had a close call last year because of a heart condition...

 

[RedSkwirrell]

We rehearse at our drummer's place, first of all, because it's the central place between all of us, second of all, because none of us have any room for band practice.

The problem: the house is a total pigsty. I mean, it's a stinker. It's really bad. It's not just me ranting. It's beyond awful. We have to watch our steps for kitty litter on the floor sometimes. It hasn't been cleaned up in years. We prefer taking a piss outside rather than go in the bathroom.

The rehearsal place is slowly becoming as bad as the rest of the house. We've offered the drummer a full day to clean up the practice room. He doesn't even answer to those emails anymore...

I don't wanna get a name for myself as being drummerphobic but, may I just remind you;
You are talking about your DRUMMER!

 

[hecube]

right...