The Jimi Hendrix Experience

Okay so maybe we're not that good.

I joined the band (name constantly changing) a little over a year ago on a kind of strange night in which I had an impromptu (and drunk) audition. I had been drinking (soda) at a friend's house, and for one reason or another had to go to a different friend's house who lived around the corner. When I got there, a handful of people were sitting in his room, listening to music. After a few minutes they started saying that I should sing for them, since several months earlier I had briefly been the singer for a band called Nothing For Now (which lasted all of one practice). Being in the "altered" state that i was, I agreed to sing for them. Whether it was for ten minutes or two hours I have no idea, but by the end of the night I was part of an existing band that included four of my friends. I guess I did something right.
We soon started prepping for the upcoming battle of the bands by deciding on which songs to play. Fast forward about two months, and we had come in fourth in the contest after playing Jet's "Will you be my girl," The Romantics' "What I like about you," and Matchbox 20's "Bright Lights." Essentially what I remember from that night is being incredibly nervous, sweating uncontrollably, and having a dry mouth for the last two songs.
We played another show last June where we raised $2,000 for the Darfur genocide, and played at our school's first pep rally this past September. At the moment, my friends and I are trying to come up with some good songs to play at this year's battle of the bands. To say that we have not been productive would be an understatement. We'll get something done eventually, it will just take some effort.