Friday, June 15, 2018

A Blood, Sweat And Tears Cliché Was Found

So tonight was my first performance since I released my album.  I was nervous, I might've over warmed up, I missed some notes.  The audio out my laptop might've been unbalanced, mudding up the sound a bit.  But it was cool, I had fun.  I enjoyed my performance.  Maybe 10-15 people, tops.  I appreciated the feedback, I enjoyed the experience.  It was a open mic at QXTs.  I'm shooting for my dream.

I definitely sweat, as I have hyperhydrosis(sweaty palms).
I welped up a little in my eyes, out of nervousness.  Knew I had to shake it off quick.  This wasn't my first performance at all.  Just my first as a solo artist.
For the first time, probably since I have mostly black electric guitars, I noticed blood from me strumming.  The back of my thumb must've scraped the strings at some point and blood was spilled. 

Tonight was a good night for me.  I'm glad I followed through, despite any difficulty or misstep.  It was a "fuck the bullshit" mentality.  Fuck the perfect moment.  I had to go for mine.  It was indeed good practice Ca$h lol.  Cash and I were talking about performances about 2-3 weeks ago and he was telling me how we should've went to a open mic that night and I told him, "No, because I want to practice more first, formally."  I've keeping up with vocal maintenance and muscle memory of the songs on guitar.  Now I'm going to let loose a bit for performances.  I don't want to disturb my neighbors but I'm going to jam, some more.  Might find a different spot next week to perform, out of habit and discipline.

I guess this is work time.  I'm going to do my best out there.

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