I stopped sharing music I write with other people, after a band I played with in High School. I was coming up with a pretty fun riff, that while it wasn't hard to remember, it took some skill to play right. The friggin' drummer and the bass player looked at me and said "how are we supposed to play that?" Meanwhile, we rehearsed Metallica's Fade to Black every band meeting until I couldn't stand that song again. Fade to Black was way more complex than what I presented to them.

That band recruited me, looking for a heavy metal guitarist. Shortly after I joined, they started getting influenced by Panic at the Disco, and wanted me to do the same. I eventually left and joined another metal band that actually started to get stuff done, but I ended up having to move away.

I think that first band was doomed to fail from the start. The singer was dating the bass player, who happened to be the drummer's sister. I also didn't get along with the singer, because he couldn't sing, and he'd get pissed at me for playing while he was trying to hear himself.

I've had other people I've jammed with, but I never found anybody that was actually trying to create music. I live in one of the major music cities in the world, and can't find anybody who is dedicated. It's starting to make me feel like I'm cursed or something.