imagine Stairway to Heaven w/a saxophone…
It was a very innaresting night at the OTWC Thursday night O.M. IMHO…a conga player brought in his gear and joined in, uninvited…*I* don’t think that’s cool, even though there was a time (rather long ago) when *I* did that…and congas don’t fit EVERY song, unless you are SANTANA, maybe…and congas aren’t usually played with STICKS; The O.M. host was not happy, and the participating Musicians were not happy…my guess is that the conga player was happy…I think part of being a good Musician is knowing that it’s OK to NOT play…knowing WHEN to NOT play may be a subjective thing, like Music itself…I learned how and when to NOT play and I try to keep that in mind when I’m onstage…My friend and I kept getting pushed back in the line-up, and the house band (which opens the proceedings) played two more sets throughout the evening–THAT MAKES NO SENSE TO ME, especially considering that they will be doing the NYE show at the club later on Friday…and a drummer who was sitting about 6 feet away said my guitar was too loud, but my friends in the corner said they could barely hear me…when the aforementioned drummer got up and played HE beat the crap outta the drums…go figure…apparently somebody “up there” wants me to take a break from the Place, and I am happy to comply…Ears ringing LOTS, but Life is Good…and for that I am grateful…
getting excited/nervous about tonight’s gig, at 55, I may NOT be the youngest person in attendence, that would be nice…some friends (and/or casual acquaintances) may be coming to the show…not that there’s anything wrong with “old people” in general…I DO think they’re a little too cautious when they drive, but maybe that’s just me…