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He knew that if ten groups shared the same style different by there upbringing and the way they were and would be presented to the public. This would give a more diverse and specail relationship with both fans and musicains alike. they wanted it to be so that if people toured together one orastra could be used. people called him cheap and frugal: often this made it difficult and limited your creativty. One night after rehersal a group of fellas stopped to talk. Onguy told a story about the people he knew that spoke foolishly about the business he was in. He said strange people often times told him he thought he was specail and the cruel world would humble him. he said it was a point in time where he was happy and felt good about what he was doing: he said the contracts were signed
dtes made and the music was written, rehersted and recorded. He was at a party of almost onehundred people, and a foolish guy walked up to him and his freinds and told him he wished them well but he had a linescook job waiting for them when they  got back: cause they should give up what there doing and come work for him he could use them for publisty. We took that as a smirking jerk type comment but hanked him anyway smiling. He walked away and about ten minutes later he came back and said" ya'll foolish people think ya'll better then me, and ya'll gonna learn don't nobody wanna hear that crap ya'll singing, he said we were a bunch of $$_)($$"s and were try'na scank our way into the limelight. And then boom! people were pulling people off of him. We found out he had been a producer who was duked by some of the people we worked for. And we just wondered how did this fool get up in here!

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