I do. Most every show. Fortunately, the fingers kept going and knew what to do. It's usually when my mind wanders and thinks of the absurdity of what we do for a living. Twanging strings of differing lengths, sending that vibration into a coil and magnet setup that produces a bunch of noises that seem to make people lose control of their faculties and start moving to those weird sounds. And we call it music! And then the brain thinks "Oh hell, what if the fingers refuse to move as commanded? What do I do then?"Have you ever blanked out on stage?
And then it all comes back. Flashbacks from a youth mis-spent? Heck if I know.


