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What We Do:
Deb: vocals, bass, food, shelter
Aaron: vocals, crazy stunts, women
Jason: bass, guitar, waves
Dave: drums
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We could all try and write something about ourselves, but that gets too hard to coordinate so we're letting me ( Dave
) do it.

We started this because Deb wanted to be in a band, but couldn't find a band that wanted a chick bassist. So her loving
hombre, Aaron, talked the rest of us into playing with her so she could do this. Aaron can't play anything worth crap so we
made him sing, and jason is the guitarist who met Deb forever ago. I play drums ( I'm Dave ) and have been doing it since
i can remember. Deb started learning classical stuff when she was little, her mom made her take piano lessons, and she just
got hooked. Instruments are "toys" for her and she has a million of them. Aaron is just a crazy kid who met Deb when they
were about 14. They've been hanging out since. Deb met this freaky Canadian who played guitar and wanted to be in a band too
so we hired him. And Me. . . I'm kinda the wierdo who got hired to play drums cause that's all they had left. Deb and
Aaron fight like they're related so the band breaks up regularly, Jason tries to keep peace by listening to them bitch and
whine. I take a break and come back when it's over. We shouldn't be in a band together, but we are. We break up and get back
together like there's no mannana ( sorry no cool swiggle thing over the 'n' i can't do them ). Deb keeps hoping for a shot
at a tour, but she has yet to find a band that wants a chick bassist. So we stay local, and frustrated, and poor.
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