I was in a band in the mid-90s, a 3-piece with me on Hamer 12-string. We had professional management, booking agent, lawyer, steady gigs across the Southwest, a nice van, and a distribution deal with Blockbuster. We were selling lots of CDs in Japan and a tour there was being discussed. But, we also had a guitarist/lead singer who was a total loudmouth d-bag. He was everything one imagines when thinking of a "right-wing wacko", he was very proud of his politics and never shut up about it. The only upside was he was very lazy and slept most of the time we were on the road in the van. The drummer and I got to where we hated the guy and forced our poor soundman to share hotel rooms with him. It finally got to be too much for me, and even though I was doing exactly what I wanted to in life, and making a living at it too, I left the band. At first I was sad for the obvious reasons but my sanity was better off for doing it.
For a pro such as yourself something will come along, it always does.
