I hate to sound so crusty and bitter at the ripe old age of seventeen, but I was still miffed that Analog Angst didn’t win even though the crowd was into us.
I had to get away from that bad memory and think about my project as I walked down the hall.
My musical talents will be used for this project, but should it be an Analog Angst thing?
I thought so, since I didn’t want to leave my bandmates hanging.
Once I got to class and pitched my idea to my teacher, he said that I can make a recording.
“…but you have to create this yourself.”
Sorry, Analog Angst.