Ow.
You know it's really like a positive, physical gut-punch when you freeze up in the middle of a performance. When you freeze up at the BEGINNING of a performance, well, it's kind of like one of those Mortal Kombat uppercuts where blood flies out of you for no discernible reason.
It went like this:
It wasn't so bad, though, after I regained consciousness, I finished the set without messing up again. It just sucked to mess up 30 seconds into my set. That's what I get for trying new things.
Well, anyway, there's another feature coming up Thursday. This time the audience won't be 2/3rds my friends, so that'll probably make me a lot more comfortable and much less likely to fuck up.
I think that's how it works.
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