Two drinks... calms my nerves, but doesn't get me sloppy.
One, still nervous.
Three, edging towards sloppy... plus it'll make me have to hit the little boys room, thus resulting in me involuntary dancing a strange dance until I can rush my gear on stage and bum-rush the bathroom.
Also, listening to good music to get me in the mood for the gig (i.e. Ayler for a Free Jazz gig, the Roots for something funky/hip-hoppy, etc.)
One, still nervous.
Three, edging towards sloppy... plus it'll make me have to hit the little boys room, thus resulting in me involuntary dancing a strange dance until I can rush my gear on stage and bum-rush the bathroom.

Also, listening to good music to get me in the mood for the gig (i.e. Ayler for a Free Jazz gig, the Roots for something funky/hip-hoppy, etc.)


I guess it should have technically been a virgin so... You live you learn, Right?... Right?