a test of character
I wrote a five part Note on the other FB regarding open mics…Tonight I was put to the test behaviorally speaking…I was nervous when I got onstage and to cut down on set-up time, I used some borrowed gear…I don’t think I’ll make THAT mistake again, besides I’ve only got two stompboxes (I sure miss my Chorus pedal) to mess with…the houseband was just about the best I’ve heard…I dunno how versatile they are, but I suspect they could play YOUR CHEATIN’ HEART if ya asked them to…*I* would rather adjust my “setlist” to their natural style but I DID talk to someone who basically said “be yourself”…Well, my Self does have some funk in it, along with the Twang and the Rock…I had some fun, and wished that I coulda played again…but I didn’t make a stink about it…prolly won’t have the $5 next week, but who knows…
ADDENDUM–now it’s the next day and it bugs me that I spent $5 PLUS the price of one diet coke (plus tip–and I tip big) and got to play just one song…But I’m not gonna slander the hosts, I just dunno when I’ll go back…went to an O.M. tonight; played some, sang a bit…Some guy walked in thru the door and basically announced that he was ready to play–and tried to muscle in on the set *I* was a part of…I never thought that was OK and it’s a mystery why anyone thinks it IS OK…and he’s not all that good a drummer…aarrgghh…