Now he says he does NOT want to play Saturday night's gig with us, and is demanding money for his share of the PA.
So yeah... he's flipped-flopped changing his mind about this gig four times.
Unfortunately, he's focusing all his negative frustration about his decision to quit the band onto me.
Tis not my problem. Let him rant and rave as much as he wants. I'm not owning his reaction. He's let both Julian and myself down in a major way yet again. That's twice in three days.
His reaction is totally childish, and I refuse to participate in it at all. Julian is as totally gobsmacked as I am.
Julian and I actually caught-up briefly this arvo (before all this broke!), and yeah, we were happy with our decision to keep going together (with a new player) and let Matt leave graciously, and give him a right-royal send-off on Saturday nights' gig, our "last hurrah" together. We were really looking forward to it, and so was Matt... or so we thought.
I actually asked Julian straight out, "Is it me? Are my expectations too high or unachievable?" He said absolutely not, as our agreed expectations are what is to be expected in any basic band dynamic! That was a relief.
So yeah... this absurd over-reaction and childish hissy-fit is just totally unexpected, and undeserved.
Matt may feel upset with us, but he's just redirecting his own anger about his own shortcomings onto me, which is really really sad, and rather quite pathetic.
I love the guy, I really do. He's been a good mate. It's really devastating for me to see him self-destruct this way.
What's worse is that there is nothing I can do to help him.
So... Julian and I will do Saturday's gig together happily as a two-piece band, and use the money earned from it to pay Matt off and say good riddance, basically.
He's really got nasty about it all, which is totally unnecessarily. It's very sad, really.
Peas be with ewe
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