My life as a Band

Some days I feel like a musician, but not just a musician, an entire band. Before you commit me for psychological assessment, I don’t have any sort of personality quirks. Not more than you anyways.
My mind works like the composer. Everything flowing with an eye for beauty and a respect for all things. Occasionally taking life to the extreme makes the composer in me entirely
My outer monologue, my narrative voice, my conversation quirks have the styling of the reliable back up or studio musician. What they add to the band is no doubt vital, but no one really recognizes them, unless they almost religiously follow the band.
My creative mind works like the lead singer. A train wreck at times, but still causing some people to look. Sometimes I wonder if my lead singer is already waning on the side of nervous breakdown.
My reliability that of a sure-of-his-rhythm drummer.
Together, it all makes me. Sometimes odd, always thinking, and completely nonsensical most of the time.
that was pretty vain. oh, I have a site called chrisdaines.com. ha ha.