

narrativeChris Lindsay English Narrative Essay Rough Draftnarrative
Today is a day of release, a day of moving on to the next step of my life as a musician. It is seven o’clock in the morning and in a few hours I will be setting gear up at a banquet hall known as the West Valley Inn for my first show as a member of a band. I write most of the songs and lyrics, and try to structure them so people will enjoy them, but sometimes I am unsure about their sound, and if the other members of my inexperienced band, Sued For Loud, will play them correctly. Are they too intricately written for the other guitarist to play? Will he be louder
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-Chris.
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Another life gone, hearts will never mend. Empty notebook, another pointless friend.
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