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Dudes!
The gig ruled. I played fine, sure, and there was plenty I wish I had done better, but that’s not the point. The audience was the show. Firstly my fellow residents at Goodenough College made a tremendous showing last night. I also had some dear friends from college visiting — you need that comfort factor at your first gig. Probably the most novel punter (look it up) at the gig was a Visiting Fellow at the Centre where I work. He even brought his two sons: one 14, one 40. Awesome.
The club is hysterical, too. Tiny, high stage. The audience sits in two levels, and the second level starts at about my chest-level… and about three feet from my face. So while second-deckers got only the talking head, the ground floor was treated mostly to the hip-swivels and pelvic thrusts for which I’m so well known. Place was really cool, though. I’ll definitely be back.
Performance-wise, there was an important lesson gleaned: I need someone else up there. I can’t do it alone.
Motherfucker moves across the Atlantic and THEN starts playing Irving Street again.
Couldn’t you hear me singing harmony? I may not be jordan, but still…
I did an acceptable job of accompanying myself on guitar… But man, I was just exhausted by the seventh/eighth song (especially on “Irving” with all those damned bar chords). I just want someone there singing harmony or playing shaker at least.
Actually, there are a lot of keyboard players around my residence college… I need to see if one of those Royal Academy suckers will help a brother out. Meanwhile, I’ve got an upright bass dude lined up, but he’s got visa issues that have him stuck in the States right now.
How rock and roll.
Well, Gus, since you ask, the set was:
Alright
I Feel Fine (Beatles)
Chicago
Body
Celebrity
She’s Electric (Oasis)
Only One Girl
Irving Street
New Song
Till There Was You
Superstar Okay
Or something like that…
congrats on the gig, G! i’m sure the aspiring tambourine-playing PSNA gals would be happy to back you up someday…
what do you mean you can’t do it alone? You sang, played the geetar, and shook your booty…
what would the other person do, rub your feet?
What was in yer setlist, JG?
Thanks, Matt. I’m sure I can come up with a gig for that time in June! We’ll do a duet. Rock!
Also: congratulations! Will we get to see you play when we visit?
First of all, if anyone can do it alone, you can, my rockstar friend.
But I hear ya. I swore off public performance entirely until Tracie rescued me by saying, “Wanna be in a band?”