And again… I should be studying.
Cats: blatant self-promotion, commentary, random thoughty-ness|Two finals tomorrow, a paper to write, a crapload of busywork to get caught up on…
and I’m fuckin’ around with everything else.
I sort of don’t care, though. Does anybody care if I do well in school? Is it going to do me any good? No.
Maybe I should head to New Orleans and look for this house I’m singin’ about.
So there it is, part of what I did on Sunday night. It wasn’t bad, I’ll admit to that. I wasn’t as good as I think I should have been… and at one time I COULD have been as good as my standards demand. I don’t know if I’ll reach that again, but it’ll be fun to kill some time trying.
Yeah, it wasn’t bad. It was just as good as lecram’s part of the set (and I wish he’d put up video of some of that, too… not to mention the postal song). I hope he doesn’t really do as he’s threatened and not sing with us again.
Sunday was nice. It was fun. I got reacquainted with a microphone after many years. I pulled it off. (Even if it wasn’t up to par by my standards.) People were very kind and complimentary. Two people from school even ACTUALLY came to see me. And hung out with me afterward!
The guys are very cool to me. They’re tolerant, and encouraging, and SO damned easy to sing for. They’re so good they make it easier for me. And I have a very easy part to start with. All I have to do is be the singing monkey. They actually gots skillz. So I’m honored that they’ll have me singing with them. I’m looking forward to more to come.
THEN… when all that was over, it was verrry satisfying to sit and watch Tale End. What a fantastic play. What fantastic people bringing the story to life. And I SO dig all the twisting and turning. It’s just the sort of unrelenting, sadistic mindfuck I like in my fiction.
Great night, was Sunday.
I know it was. I just wish I could feel it instead of being emotionally numb.
OH! An aside… I had my first taste of Jägermeister before the show. I tried to decline, but the boys were having shots… and insisted I have one as well. You can’t desert the band in this way. Not a good idea before a show. Though they did accede to me just sipping rather than slinging it back.
This was a good thing, because after about 4-5 ‘sips’… I started to get that weird, slightly unfocused halo around everything… and I couldn’t…quite… zero in on any one thing or person. I discovered that my brows were knit in concentration (and consternation) as I tried to remain in control. At which point I STOPPED sipping. And pushed away my Cap’n and Coke as well.
Otherwise it might have been a REALLY amusing show when the girl toppled off the stage for no apparent reason, after forgetting every word of every song…
But why didn’t anyone tell me Jäger tastes GOOD? Geez. Lemme splain dat. When I was a teen… I found that I had become dependent on (read that… addicted to) a liquid allergy medication I had been on for many years. I mean… I really did need an allergy med, but I spent a good deal of time slightly woozy in the spring and fall every year. And THAT stuff… bore a striking taste similarity to the Jägermeister. Nostalgia? Something.
(And it’s just cool that it’s a historical family name. Tha’s right. I have some hunter in me.)
July 2nd, 2007 at 10:59 pm
I loved last night! My fave that you sang was the Three B’s: Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered.
Fantastic job. Hold your legermiester head high.
July 2nd, 2007 at 11:26 pm
I meant it when I said (still do and proudly) that the group traded up. Because I was being pulled in 1001 directions I was sadly feeble in performance… and the video shows it. Though I have no regrets whatsoever… it was what it was on my end… but at least it was.