be careful what ya wish for
the gig with the Reverbs went well enuff–we don’t rehearse, but I occasionally wish we did, at least a bit…there were a couple of friends in the audience, more than I’ll see tomorrow night I suspect…the new amp worked rather well–I still think the “pots” need to be looked at…I couldn’t quite hear myself kinda sorta in a way, because I was standing NEXT TO the amp rather than a few feet in front of it…at some point the drummer said the only thing he could hear was my amp–no Bass, no vocals, no nothin’…In other Musical news, I’ve been asked to sit in with MIKE’S GARAGE…wow, that’s a BIG deal to me…they may not be the best local band I know, but as far as my Musician friends/acquaintances go they’re almost nearly, and they are popular…a fantasy come true, for better or worse…the keyboard player can’t make it apparently…they have used guitar playing subs before (whispers) and why they didn’t chose ME could be a Mystery if I obsess over it…and I’m trying not to…like I said, it’s a big deal and I’m excited/nervous…
SATURDAY A.M.–recovering from last night’s gig…kinda sorta in a way thinking of maybe possibly considering just bringing one amp to the stage…not gonna leave the spare amp in the car, ‘cos I could be parked down the street somewhere…got plenty of time to decide…I DO wanna be in FRONT of it, not alongside it…but there’s not much room “onstage” where we’ll be playing tonight either…it’s a older crowd for the most part…the people (mostly Women, mostly married) I would like to see will be out watching one (or both) of the other bands I know at THEIR gig…my gay biker chick friend might be at my gig tonight…she’s a trip IMO and a breath of fresh air; I like her a bunch…
I’ve noticed this about myself…I tend to almost behave (at least a little) like the people I am emotionally intimate with…whether it’s developing a tendency toward road rage (a former roomate) or a more ethereal sense of spirituality (which I flirted with when I was younger)…or a slightly more Conservative outlook politically…so I wonder what will I take from a Lesbian Biker Chick? assertiveness? a strong “Devil may care” attitude? I wish I didn’t care what people thought, but to some degree, I do…Even if I do figure out who the REAL Me is, and just be THAT, I’m somewhat concerned that Alzheimer’s will eventually erase it…
one significant example of my thinking for myself is this: I am alone on a raft in a stormy sea thinking that HANGOVER (the first one) was NOT funny…HANGOVER II seems to be getting almost universally panned, but apparently NOBODY feels the way I do about the first one…and (based on an article I tried to read in Rolling Stone magazine) I think Zack Galifianakis is just an obnoxious asshole…*I* can be that, except that the trick is to feel NO guilt…Opinions are like[belly buttons] everybody has one…I stand by mine, in this case anyway…
in spite of the melancholy tone of the blog entry, Life is Good–more or less…