My amp died while I was soundchecking…scared me for a second, but it turned out it was a bad power cable. I swapped it with the cord from my top keyboard, and it was steady, but then my Fantom would turn off randomly whenever someone came near. So…bad cable. I broke out my spare. Problem solved.
We started out pretty well, in spite of the very thin crowd. Somewhere towards the end of the first set, I started spacing out. I was playing, but not paying too much attention. I wandered around on break (went upstairs and watched baseball), and the first half of the second set, I was mentally NOT THERE AT ALL. The strings on the chorus of I Want to be Your Lover? Not in the first chorus--I just watched go by, and it kind of clicked--hey dumbass, it'd be great if you'd play. Oops! OK, I'm back…no I'm not. I missed the flute entrance to Lowdown. Same thing--I stood there thinking, why is everybody already playing? (it's stacked entrances--bass, guitar and rhodes, flute, then the first verse). I totally missed it. I will say that I played a pretty rippin' flute solo.
The rest of the gig floated by. I don't think I screwed anything else up, but I wasn't paying attention. Duuuuuhhhhh…
Exciting news…Hans confirmed my suspicion that Heart Attack and Mr. Heart Attack (center of the last picture above) are swingers. Yuck!
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