Hell if I know. This last Park Tavern gig was a fairly miserable experience. Why?
1. All of my gear is in North Carolina for a wedding tomorrow night, so I had to borrow gear to cover this gig. I found about borrowing gear a week ago. It did not go well. The stuff I borrowed was not really compatible with this gig. I could go into the details of it, but why bother.
2. I was drunk.
So yeah, I played like shit. I drank a lot of beer before we got on stage. My gear sounded bad coming through my speaker. It was uninspiring to say the least. I didn't enjoy it. I watched my watch click down til 11 PM. It certainly didn't help to hear what I perceived to be a sarcastic comment from a friend of the band. I know I didn't have anything to offer tonight, but I sure as fucking hell don't need to hear about it from anybody outside of the band. I'm not even sure if I need to hear it from anyone inside the band. I know when I'm not playing well, and when it sounds like shit. I sit closer to the fucking speaker than you do, and I know way better than you do what my parts are supposed to sound like.
Sorry if it sucked for you. It fucking sucked for me, too.
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