I was a struggling keyboardist or a another term, someone who plays the piano, but mine is electronic that requires its sound to be amplified threw speakers. Anyway, over the past years the band began to expand with a 2 bass players, a drummer, and a saxophone.player. The band and I had our share of ups and downs, trying to find that break that would make us famous some day. During the times when the band didn't have rehearsal or recordings, some members spent times with their families, all except a guitar player named Dave, who was going threw some hard times in his life, that I wasn't aware of? He was close with one member of the band in which he confided his personal problems. Anyway, Dave went home after leaving a friend's home, but sadly he never saw the next day, as family members explained that night of how he committed suicide, which came as a shock to the rest of the band members. At times I blamed myself if there was anything I could have done to prevent Dave from killing himself.
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