performed.
Mimamo performed, as promised.
Beforehand I would try and visualize what it would be like, but nothing came. There was always this looming possibility of just completely falling apart up there. I imagined it happening exactly this way, we'd do it with a smile, a joke or two; each of us dying a little inside.
Once we started though, shaking hands aside, I couldn't believe how well it was going. I screwed up a thousand times, but it didn't matter. We shrugged it off. Technically we were flawed, but they were entertained and surprised. That's most important to me.
I've always understood the draw of performing from a praise standpoint, but otherwise never really understood why it was appealing to put yourself in such an anxiety-ridden situation.
This is the reason: It was just so satisfying to be up there. Every time Nats would come in or when Dave would come in I would just think, "YES!"
Also, when I'm nervous/adrenalined (yes, adrenalined) my mouth takes over. Being on stage at meeting, it takes everything inside of me not to get myself in trouble. Standing in front of a microphone in a coffee shop does not have these restraints. I'm still trying to track down a recording of the whole show, because I really have no idea what I said. I seem to remember singing a song about my car...
So this was a milestone. I have played a show. I bore all in front of people. And we're ready to do it again. Mi. Ma. Mo.
Postly, everyone did great. And I miss Nathan Lee's brain!
I feel lame thanking everyone in this. But you have no idea how much work Shay put into finding us a place to play, and that PA was so nice, and the place was just packed with good people. So thank you. Even the ones who talked over Nathan and Kloey the whole time.
Beforehand I would try and visualize what it would be like, but nothing came. There was always this looming possibility of just completely falling apart up there. I imagined it happening exactly this way, we'd do it with a smile, a joke or two; each of us dying a little inside.
Once we started though, shaking hands aside, I couldn't believe how well it was going. I screwed up a thousand times, but it didn't matter. We shrugged it off. Technically we were flawed, but they were entertained and surprised. That's most important to me.
I've always understood the draw of performing from a praise standpoint, but otherwise never really understood why it was appealing to put yourself in such an anxiety-ridden situation.
This is the reason: It was just so satisfying to be up there. Every time Nats would come in or when Dave would come in I would just think, "YES!"
Also, when I'm nervous/adrenalined (yes, adrenalined) my mouth takes over. Being on stage at meeting, it takes everything inside of me not to get myself in trouble. Standing in front of a microphone in a coffee shop does not have these restraints. I'm still trying to track down a recording of the whole show, because I really have no idea what I said. I seem to remember singing a song about my car...
So this was a milestone. I have played a show. I bore all in front of people. And we're ready to do it again. Mi. Ma. Mo.
Postly, everyone did great. And I miss Nathan Lee's brain!
I feel lame thanking everyone in this. But you have no idea how much work Shay put into finding us a place to play, and that PA was so nice, and the place was just packed with good people. So thank you. Even the ones who talked over Nathan and Kloey the whole time.