......sometimes you're the bug. I sucked last night. Missed cues, brain farts, lack of concentration added up to a less than inspiring performance.
Sometimes we attempt the equivalent of walking a tightrope w/out a net by writing a song live. Did that a couple weeks ago and my BL said loved, loved, loved what you [and the drummer] did with that groove! I replied that I didn't even remember the tune, much less the groove. Hope it comes back as easy as it appeared. It didn't.
At the end of the gig I asked my bandmates who much I owed them. They laughed and were very gracious pointing out their own deficiencies, which paled in comparison to mine.
Just as a great performance will have me walking a foot off the ground for a couple days a show like last night hangs over my head like a dark cloud. Going over some tunes while in bed like a pitcher reliving that pitch that gave up the winning home run.
I guess you need to experience the lows to realize how great the highs can be. But over 30 years in it still hurts. There's always the next gig for another swing at the bat.
Sometimes we attempt the equivalent of walking a tightrope w/out a net by writing a song live. Did that a couple weeks ago and my BL said loved, loved, loved what you [and the drummer] did with that groove! I replied that I didn't even remember the tune, much less the groove. Hope it comes back as easy as it appeared. It didn't.
At the end of the gig I asked my bandmates who much I owed them. They laughed and were very gracious pointing out their own deficiencies, which paled in comparison to mine.
Just as a great performance will have me walking a foot off the ground for a couple days a show like last night hangs over my head like a dark cloud. Going over some tunes while in bed like a pitcher reliving that pitch that gave up the winning home run.
I guess you need to experience the lows to realize how great the highs can be. But over 30 years in it still hurts. There's always the next gig for another swing at the bat.
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