Magenta
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Similar in a way to 8Mile's thread.
We had a gig on Saturday. It was a very odd setup: we were sideways on to the audience which made it extremely difficult to see their reaction, and to myopic little me at the back it felt like playing to an empty room. I'd never played a kit with one rack tom and two floor toms before, so that was a bit challenging. Worst of all was that we were supposed to be paid in drinks, but we didn't get so much as a free cup of tea!
I made a couple of mistakes but nothing major, and overall I felt as if I had played reasonably well. I'd smiled the whole way through, albeit through somewhat gritted teeth because it wasn't a particularly enjoyable place to be, but I truly did try to enjoy myself. When we finished I was happy enough.
And then I learned that YET AGAIN I hadn't played sufficiently audibly. I am so cross with myself: I know that this is one of my greatest weaknesses, so I'd made a conscious and deliberate effort to play more loudly, and yet I still managed to fail.
Of course, this is all I'm carrying with me now. Not the little successes, or even the big ones (we received whoops at the end of the set, possibly from sheer relief!), but my own continuing lack of perception. I really thought I had pretty much got to grips with this particular weeping sore, but clearly I haven't. And of course, there were all those breathtaking fills that nobody heard ... Meh.
We had a gig on Saturday. It was a very odd setup: we were sideways on to the audience which made it extremely difficult to see their reaction, and to myopic little me at the back it felt like playing to an empty room. I'd never played a kit with one rack tom and two floor toms before, so that was a bit challenging. Worst of all was that we were supposed to be paid in drinks, but we didn't get so much as a free cup of tea!
I made a couple of mistakes but nothing major, and overall I felt as if I had played reasonably well. I'd smiled the whole way through, albeit through somewhat gritted teeth because it wasn't a particularly enjoyable place to be, but I truly did try to enjoy myself. When we finished I was happy enough.
And then I learned that YET AGAIN I hadn't played sufficiently audibly. I am so cross with myself: I know that this is one of my greatest weaknesses, so I'd made a conscious and deliberate effort to play more loudly, and yet I still managed to fail.
Of course, this is all I'm carrying with me now. Not the little successes, or even the big ones (we received whoops at the end of the set, possibly from sheer relief!), but my own continuing lack of perception. I really thought I had pretty much got to grips with this particular weeping sore, but clearly I haven't. And of course, there were all those breathtaking fills that nobody heard ... Meh.