"She don't strum and she don't sing/But she still rocks like a rocking thing!"
I have a song named after me! This is too awesome for words. :D
The gig rocked. Invisible, as usual, was awesome. They've come leaps and bounds from where they were last year, and they were pretty great then to begin with. My throat is sore from all the screaming and cheering, and there isn't a single muscle in my body that doesn't hurt from all the dancing and all the jumping up and down.
Random Colour's own set went well but was plagued with technical difficulties from the get-go. The saxophone had two keys stick, one of the monitors crapped out halfway through the set, and the pedal came off my high hat in our last song.
Perry, our sound guy, was a marvel. He bullied, berated, yelled at, and chivvied us into sounding better than we've ever sounded before. I learned more about drumming in the couple of hours we spent with him than I have in the past two years of teaching myself how to play.
Perry could play our instruments better than we could. It was a humbling experience, to put it mildly. He lectured gmarc and I on our drumming techniques, showed us how to tune the drum kit, and explained how to "break" the new skins on the drums. He also told me that my drumming technique was completely wrong, and explained how I should be doing it (causing me to freak out just a bit because it was less than two hours before I was supposed to perform on stage). Perry further berated sandman7 for not having patchcords, remonstrated with baronscartop for not having his bass amp, and told chibipunkdemon that the harmonics on his guitar were off. He used words we'd never heard before, cracked jokes, made lewd comments, and proudly told us that he carried a handgun in the trunk of his car (and was evasive when I asked him if he had a restricted PAL for that thing ;) ).
Perry made us look bad, but he made us sound terrific. He was wonderful to work with.
I can't believe how many people turned up! It was fabulous! I was a little sad that three-quarters of the audience left during our set (half before, one-quarter during), because it sort of killed the energy, but it was still one of our better performances.
The best part of our set was hearing the audience freak right the hell out when they heard the opening riff to "Enter Sandman." Suddenly I got a surge of adrenaline, and we played that song faster than we've ever played it before. Everyone kept up, and it was freaking magic. People howled when sandman7 came on stage to join karine on the vocals halfway through the set. That song rocked hardcore.
By the end of the set I was exhausted. By the end of "Bad Reputation" I had no energy left except for adrenaline, and I lost my beat at the end. So I compensated by hitting the cymbals as hard as I could and hoping no one would notice. ;)
In short, the night was great. Thanks to everyone who made it out! It wouldn't have been the same without you.
The gig rocked. Invisible, as usual, was awesome. They've come leaps and bounds from where they were last year, and they were pretty great then to begin with. My throat is sore from all the screaming and cheering, and there isn't a single muscle in my body that doesn't hurt from all the dancing and all the jumping up and down.
Random Colour's own set went well but was plagued with technical difficulties from the get-go. The saxophone had two keys stick, one of the monitors crapped out halfway through the set, and the pedal came off my high hat in our last song.
Perry, our sound guy, was a marvel. He bullied, berated, yelled at, and chivvied us into sounding better than we've ever sounded before. I learned more about drumming in the couple of hours we spent with him than I have in the past two years of teaching myself how to play.
Perry could play our instruments better than we could. It was a humbling experience, to put it mildly. He lectured gmarc and I on our drumming techniques, showed us how to tune the drum kit, and explained how to "break" the new skins on the drums. He also told me that my drumming technique was completely wrong, and explained how I should be doing it (causing me to freak out just a bit because it was less than two hours before I was supposed to perform on stage). Perry further berated sandman7 for not having patchcords, remonstrated with baronscartop for not having his bass amp, and told chibipunkdemon that the harmonics on his guitar were off. He used words we'd never heard before, cracked jokes, made lewd comments, and proudly told us that he carried a handgun in the trunk of his car (and was evasive when I asked him if he had a restricted PAL for that thing ;) ).
Perry made us look bad, but he made us sound terrific. He was wonderful to work with.
I can't believe how many people turned up! It was fabulous! I was a little sad that three-quarters of the audience left during our set (half before, one-quarter during), because it sort of killed the energy, but it was still one of our better performances.
The best part of our set was hearing the audience freak right the hell out when they heard the opening riff to "Enter Sandman." Suddenly I got a surge of adrenaline, and we played that song faster than we've ever played it before. Everyone kept up, and it was freaking magic. People howled when sandman7 came on stage to join karine on the vocals halfway through the set. That song rocked hardcore.
By the end of the set I was exhausted. By the end of "Bad Reputation" I had no energy left except for adrenaline, and I lost my beat at the end. So I compensated by hitting the cymbals as hard as I could and hoping no one would notice. ;)
In short, the night was great. Thanks to everyone who made it out! It wouldn't have been the same without you.