Perfectly Normal, Perfectly Fine.
I can't sleep. I got up an hour ago. I've been thinking about the show, obsessing about it. It is in twelve days, and all.
I spent ten minutes just now trying to decide if I was going to put 'This Must Be the Place' or 'Life During Wartime' into the pre-show play list that the audience will hear prior to the show. Spoiler alert - it'll be 'Life During Wartime.' 'This Must Be the Place,' while an amazing song is a bit long, and a bit slow considering all the other songs I am considering to put on the list.
Yes, I've been thinking about this longer than need be it seems. The playlist, that is.
My fellow Solo Performance Guildmates are all extremely hype for me, and the show. Bruce Pachtman, publicity czar of the solo performing world, and co-producer of my show says that this will be a great victory for me. I'm running the gamut of emotions. I'm assured this is perfectly normal, perfectly fine. And after hearing what my friend Jennifer Jajeh went through before her show went on stage, my mild-mannered questioning my existence and shaking my fist at the skies, wondering why did I do this, seems pretty tame in comparison.
The show is happening alright.
I spent ten minutes just now trying to decide if I was going to put 'This Must Be the Place' or 'Life During Wartime' into the pre-show play list that the audience will hear prior to the show. Spoiler alert - it'll be 'Life During Wartime.' 'This Must Be the Place,' while an amazing song is a bit long, and a bit slow considering all the other songs I am considering to put on the list.
Yes, I've been thinking about this longer than need be it seems. The playlist, that is.
My fellow Solo Performance Guildmates are all extremely hype for me, and the show. Bruce Pachtman, publicity czar of the solo performing world, and co-producer of my show says that this will be a great victory for me. I'm running the gamut of emotions. I'm assured this is perfectly normal, perfectly fine. And after hearing what my friend Jennifer Jajeh went through before her show went on stage, my mild-mannered questioning my existence and shaking my fist at the skies, wondering why did I do this, seems pretty tame in comparison.
The show is happening alright.