Well darlings, the conference was great. I am wiped. WIPED. My body doesn't respond well to 4am bed time, but again. It was worth it.
I have so many pictures to share and so many great bands to talk about. I'll try and upload them tonight so you can get down with the funky music.
As for the aftermath... Well.... My throat is sore, and I've lost my beloved capo.* Not a bad haul, overall. HOWEVER.
That is the fifth capo I've lost since I started using, uh, expensive capos. They are $30 each. With tax, I've thrown away about $200 on clumsiness. Sad. Ironically, I had a leatherworker friend make me a custom guitar strap with a capo holder built in for just this situation.
I still lost the fucking thing.
Most unfortunately, I only noticed my capo was missing at 2:30am in the middle of a set. I had finished all my open songs, looked around, and realized that I was screwed. Luckily, when your audience is drunk, it's easy to pretend that you know what you are doing when your gear craps out.
I met one of my favourite songwriters this weekend, too. Turns out he's actually very funny. I'll tell you about my dorky conversation with him in the next post. I think I used to be a lot smoother when I met people I was crazy about. Those days are gone. It's like someone turned up my dork factor to maximum.
More later, but for now, I have to make sure I don't fall asleep in some random place before the day is done.
*A capo is a little thingy you put on your stringed instrument to change the key. It's very useful, and about 80% of my songs involve capo usage.
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1. Last year someone walked right off with mine without asking and I chased him through the hall. Seriousssstuff.
2. I feel the same way about the starstruck-fan-to-star dorkiness level rising as I got older. I'm totally tongue-tied now.
3. On that note, your beauty is making me all flustered and nervous.... ...ahem...shuffle...
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