I am not leadership material. But I do have ideas. So my plan was to bring together, a bunch of musicians, explain my ideas to them and then neatly slide away into the darkness while the band began cultivating ideas on its own. I hoped someone would take on the mantle from me. I hoped someone would steer the ship in the right direction. But none of those bitches share my dream. So now I am “captain of the sinking ship” and the only Jack and Rose in this story are me and my vision.