Rockstar
I am a man with many flaws.
But say what you will about them, I have this going for me: on a good day, I fucking own at the harmonica.
Played again with The Big Hat last night, at an awesomely named venue in Williamsburg called The Trash Bar. Basically nobody was there: just the members of the other bands playing, a few significant others, and a couple of friends who had actually introduced me to TBH. With nothing to hide and nobody to impress, the band just went nuts, trying out new stuff.
I was more prepared this time. Dressed up a little for it. Listened to blues all day. Practice just beforehand. Extra care that was unnecessary in retrospect but I figure that if I err on the side of excellence then I'm doing alright. And I'm chummier with the band now. It's funny how as you get to know people their features become more defined, you get a sense of their depth. The whole dynamic, their communication with each other and with me, makes more sense now.
As a result, I was awesome. I'm generally pretty uncomfortable being so self-congratulatory, but there's basically no other way to say it. Great feedback from the band itself, again right up there on stage. Strangers in the audience coming up to me to shake my hand, saying, "You have some serious talent." I left there totally flying.
This is significant for me. My self-confidence is pretty fickle, and I've learned that my whole perspective on life and a lot of my outward behavior rises and falls with it. Right now, I'm doing pretty great.
But say what you will about them, I have this going for me: on a good day, I fucking own at the harmonica.
Played again with The Big Hat last night, at an awesomely named venue in Williamsburg called The Trash Bar. Basically nobody was there: just the members of the other bands playing, a few significant others, and a couple of friends who had actually introduced me to TBH. With nothing to hide and nobody to impress, the band just went nuts, trying out new stuff.
I was more prepared this time. Dressed up a little for it. Listened to blues all day. Practice just beforehand. Extra care that was unnecessary in retrospect but I figure that if I err on the side of excellence then I'm doing alright. And I'm chummier with the band now. It's funny how as you get to know people their features become more defined, you get a sense of their depth. The whole dynamic, their communication with each other and with me, makes more sense now.
As a result, I was awesome. I'm generally pretty uncomfortable being so self-congratulatory, but there's basically no other way to say it. Great feedback from the band itself, again right up there on stage. Strangers in the audience coming up to me to shake my hand, saying, "You have some serious talent." I left there totally flying.
This is significant for me. My self-confidence is pretty fickle, and I've learned that my whole perspective on life and a lot of my outward behavior rises and falls with it. Right now, I'm doing pretty great.