Roscoe Simpson Band


In 1997, me and my old-bass player (who was a back-stabbing crack-head), formed a straight-ahead classic rock band, which was later named as "Roscoe Simpson".



There was alot of raw talent in the band, but everyone was kinda laid back and lazy, and it seemed I always had to be the guy to kick the band in the ass to get the songs sounding really tight. I took care of making all the CD's, promotional materials, mailing lists, even negotiating written contracts with the clubs. I spent hundreds of dollars of my own money on equipment to make these materials. And things were going great for Roscoe Simpson, we were playing out at least once a week, often twice a week, and occasionally even more.
But despite all the good we had, and everything what I did for the band, the guys resented me being such a "dic-tator" and in early August 98, fired me from the band. I was devastated by that, because I had put so much heart and soul into making the project a success (for what it was). I put more than 10 times the effort into it than did all the other 3 combined.

But it all worked out - only a week and a half later, I joined a much better band which played exactly what I always wanted to do. As I had remained friends with the drummer, I found out that the next gig they played without me, they were sent home early. He was admitting to me that practices were getting too laid back and sloppy, and the songs were falling apart at gigs. They continued for another month or 2 on the momentum I created, but then the clubs started booking other bands on the same nights, having Roscoe Simpson not play and just sit out and watch. Then after 3-4 months, the whole Roscoe Simpson band completely broke up, because they couldn't get anymore gigs. The drummer later admitted that I was the glue that held it all together and firing me was the biggest mistake they made. I still take alot of satisfaction in that.



No Matter What The bass player is singing the verse and I'm singing the chorus.