John Marston
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“All I’m saying is a change of sound would be nice.” You insisted.
“This is a rock band, not some girly pop group. If you want a different sound then leave the band.” He yelled.
You sighed and looked at the guitar in your hands. This band was family and you never saw yourself leaving. All you wanted was to mix things up and try something a little different. John was a stubborn man and was insistent on keeping the music the same.