Jun 07, 2008 22:21
Last night I surprised myself as I played for a band whose genre I'm not a big fan of.
At the time I was offered the gig, I wasn't sure why I took it. I suppose it felt right then. It only occured to me that I know absolutely nothing of their repertoire as I was about to practice with them, though I was assured it wouldn't be a problem as they don't have conventional song structures. But I long for structures and conventional sections. My philosophy was when in doubt, use distortion. This doesn't call for that.
We only practiced for about an hour and a half, right before the gig. I just closed my eyes and concentrated on the music as a whole, as opposed to thinking of sections. It was all feel, and I have to say it was amazing.
All told, I think I did a decent job. I was able to wing it through four songs with just some minor hiccups. I personally felt I was able to stretch out my abilities as a guitar player, and hopefully that'll help me out as a songwriter. It felt really good and very satisfying.
Then I thought, sometimes in life you just have to take the plunge and have faith that what comes out the other end is worth the splash and the undertows and the sharp corals cutting your skin and freezing your ass off in the cold water as your clothes cling so uncomfortably to your body, making it rather difficult to swim up... and hopefully not be so melodramatic of the experience.
Whoopsie.