My Brother’s Bad Band
My husband and I went to my brother’s first performance with his new band. I thought they had potential to be pretty good and had even given them the name of a great place for band t-shirts. However, they were terrible. It sounded like a room full of dying cats. I felt bad because I wasn’t sure what to even say to him. I told him that I had never heard anything like it and smiled as sweetly as I could. I hope that I didn’t hurt his feelings, but I just couldn’t be the one to tell him how bad they sounded.
