The first band was VERY polished. They have obviously practiced their arses off. Then we got up there to do our thing. For about the first song-and-a-half, it was a little nerve-wracking, then we just found our groove and had fun. Our last song of the night, Plastic Jesus ("I don't care if it rains or freezes, long as I got my plastic Jesus, riding on the dashboard of my car", definitely not a gospel song), had people shouting, clapping, and singing along.
Then the last band went on, and they were also very polished. That had me worried again.
People were coming up to me afterward, shaking my hand, sometimes HUGGING me, telling me that we looked to be having the most fun up there. Not that it's a competition or anything, but that was nice to hear. I also had a few people I know telling me that they didn't know I could "play like that".
It was very cool.
Married Aug/95 DDay Nov/12 Separated Mar/13 Finally divorced Jul/17
The best thing about hitting rock bottom is that everything after that looks fucking fabulous!
And never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be. ― Sarah McMane
I remember one time, about 15 years ago now, playing out and the house band joined us, people were dancing, what a blast. People enjoying what you create, the best feeling.
dday October 21,2012 dday December 20, 2013 wh deleted I attempted R, he was a lie
It's hard to see the road ahead if you're always looking in the rear view mirror.
Well, okay, it was a pretty kickass icing!
Such a sweet spot of happiness, pass!
