Same situation here. 7 yrs ago a bandmate just threw everything I came up with in the creative garbage can. Too fast, too slow, too simple, too complicated.
Blabla, but always with a "too".
The band stopped because 2 of our non-creative members went to Amsterdam. Then we split. 2 years after our departure I got a record deal without any self esteem. I still lack of this feature set but my music improved. This guy on the other hand is now more into clothing and selling macs, so he obviously is on the road to be superficial. (No, mac users are not superficial per se, just a few, plz no mac/pc debate) He still djs though, but more for his own enjoyment
He contacted me when he learnt our record being out on a sublabel of a bigger company. So he began to wonder and wanted to find out what happened. We met one more time, he still criticized me in his old way.
After a klute gig in a dnb club he started to argue again, saying my music is still shit and it isn´t better just because some people now listen to it. I beat him up, walked away.
I´ve heard last week he finally made it to the hospital to get cured. He is mentally ill, I am too. No good combo, but at least I only attack the ones who deserve it. Even physically. I´m not proud of it.
But so many years of receiving humiliation, ridicule and pain were put into my fists that night. It had to be done.
<-him
<-me
