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 Well, where to start? My life has not been
                simple, to say the least. I feel that the
                struggle to find myself has defined me more than
                any other aspect of myself. I can say that I am a
                drummer, or a performer, but those are simply the
                constants that have remained throughout my
                journey. I have been many things in my life, seen
                some incredible sights and I have some wonderful
                memories. And a lot of painful ones, like
                everyone else.
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                have always been on this path, even when I didn't
                know it. I have no choice but to pursue a musical
                goal, I know that now. It took me ten years to
                figure that out, but, I am better for it, because
                here I am. This is the band I have been waiting
                for, and I know that. For a time I thought it was
                too late, but I have realized that it never is. I
                have had many many career opportunities present
                themselves, but I would rather die a poor man
                striving for this dream than to settle for one of
                those and live a life of quiet desperation.
 With all of that said, what really matters is
                that I love to play the drums more than anything
                in the world. Coming in a close second is
                drinking whiskey and hanging out with my friends
                and tons of beautiful women. My worst fear is to
                someday find myself married with children in a
                dead-end commuter job so I can pay the mortgage
                on my pre-fab home, the payment on my mini-van,
                soccer dues, and buy macaroni and cheese and
                hamburger helper while my ungrateful wife gets
                fat on bon-bons and screams at me for god knows
                whatever I did now but it's okay because we are
                going to church on Sunday so I can confess my
                sins and be forgiven by a god that demands ten
                percent of my income just so I have the privilege
                of spending my football day hanging around with
                more angry ungrateful women just like my wife who
                drag around pathetic shells of men who have
                learned to cry and get in touch with their
                feminine sides because that's what the geriatric
                billionaire Billy Graham told them to do to
                become proud parents and husbands and productive
                members of society.
 
 I would rather die and take my chances that Hell
                would be better, Because the odds are pretty
                good.
 
 Late!
 
 Dave
                French
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