so the band is finally starting to move forward. we are recording a rough demo next week of just 3 or 4 songs to get out to some clubs that have asked for one... our first show will probably be in San Diego or in OC, though we're working on hopping on with established nationals that we have contact with. I feel like we're ready. In three months, and after trimming the fat (subpar stuff/crap)...we have 8 songs in the can (like 35 minutes) and 2 in the works... so there is more than enough music. Also, last night the girls in the practice space down the hall from us came out of their space when they heard us stop playing and were like..."Was that YOU? You guys are really goooood. When are you playing? " Then they asked us all what we did in the band... "vocals" suits me I think.
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I'm not saying the lady should be burned at the stake, although.....
I can't say that she deserves to die or rot in hell because you're right I don't know the reasons for her actions but I also don't know what she thought justified doing that to her child. I don't think it's ok for her to feel she needs to kill her baby, especially in a washing machine.