I played a solo gig tonight--an hour of standing just outside of a corporate event, I guess calling out to them across the lobby. I think I might have been a just a noisy prop outside of a room, standing among a fake brick wall, fake gaslight, and a fake rain barrel. It's supposed to be New Orleans!
Before I'd even begun some guy asked if I could play Georgia on my Mind on "that thing." Sure--first tune of the night. Once I began the gig, I of course played Georgia for several minutes. When I was finished, I went into Stella by Starlight, and just then the guy came by. I overheard him say (why does no one ever think I can hear them when they're talking about me on a gig?) "That doesn't sound like Georgia on my Mind." So, I hinted at it in Stella.
From there on out, I tucked it into every song--just the "Georgia, Georgia"--the first four notes, jammed into In a Sentimental Mood, St. Thomas, When the Saints Go Marching In (it's supposed to be New Orleans!). He was hanging around outside of the party (in front of me), so I made sure to tease it in case he was listening...but not give him the song. If he'd just asked me, yes, I would have played it again, but I had fun nonetheless by dangling it out there, in case he noticed. Probably didn't. Oh well...something to do for the hour.
