Monday evening I played a House Live gig with Wayne and Jeremy at Ventanas. It was pretty easy--we (Wayne and myself) are in groove, so the boredom and bullshitting come much later in the gig. I have no idea who we played for--I think there were forty people there--and no helicopter rides. Boo. We were so quiet, I didn't even use a microphone for the flute (or saxes).
My alto and soprano reeds both felt terrific all night. Sounding good on both horns really inspired me--I felt really free and relaxed, and came up with some pretty good stuff. Jeremy played some good stuff (either by luck or on purpose), and looped some good spots so I could solo without the lyrics and other things getting in the way.
I got home, ate a bag of popcorn, and passed out on the couch.
Tuesday morning I was up pretty early to play a Yacht Rock gig. It was a corporate event for IHC, which owns Holiday Inn (among other things). The gig was pretty easy. We loaded into a big conference room on the 20th floor (I could look out and see the building next door where my dad finished up his commercial real estate career!).
I taught a few lessons this afternoon, took a nap, and practiced piano until my hands hurt. I'm still pushing hard to learn all this stuff for my Thursday morning rehearsal. I think I'm going to be ok. So much for me freaking out Saturday. I think I've investigated all the parts I need to learn, so tomorrow I can play through all these new tunes and try and build up some consistency before I have to play them in front of other ears.
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