music making!

I have been trying for time out of mind to start a celtic band. It's hard to find people that play the instruments. The following are needed:
- guitar (preferably two; electric and acoustic)
- mandolin
- banjo
- fiddle
- accordion
- flute
- drums
- bass
I think that's it. So far I've got myself on vocals and either mandolin or guitar, my friend maybe on bass, Kyle from FTB on drums, my girlfriend maybe on flute, and a friend that potentially lives far away on both fiddle and accordion. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
Both Subway Girl and Stinky Cheese Guy have abandoned me for the chill drafty air of the hallway today. Now I know what misery feels like. Alone, cold, no Stinky Cheese Guy hovering uncomfortably close by your shoulder, no tubby Subway Girl sitting across the hall, wafting that sweet sweet odor of a toasted sandwich to cover up Stinky Cheese Guy's reek.
Ever have a bout of insomnia like I did?
It is the worst feeling. You lie in bed, exhausted, always on the brink of falling asleep. Your mind is alive with thoughts that are stupid and pointless, stuff like "I like turkey better than ham, the texture's better for sandwiches". Seriously stupid crap like that.
But every now and then you'll have one golden thought float on through, like a really good lyric, or a funny joke or something. Sometimes weird fluffs of information that make zero sense pop up and you feel the need to scribble them down. In your slighty deranged, lack-of-sleep state, you think they are ridiculously clever or intelligent. But when you read them the next morning, boy, let me tell you, they are fucked up folks
They are confusing and jumbled.
Glad I'm over that.