Harold O.
Well-known member
My regular Tuesday night jammer band played at Guitar Merchant today for a recital (there were two other bands). We cranked out four songs. They were This Must Be the Last Time, Little Wing, For What It's Worth, and Let's Talk Dirty in Hawaiian.
We were all over the place. A couple of times I found myself wondering what happened to me, only to later find out it was someone else dropping a beat, missing a cue, or just letting nerves blow 'em out. Of course, the crowd didn't notice - only us. Great Show!
So we worked our way through three moody tunes, then turned me loose with Let's Talk Dirty in Hawaiian. I sing/play verses by myself and the band joins in for the chorus. I even pulled out a straw hat for the occasion. I felt like I was stumbling all over the place, but the Great Spirit was with us, and we survived.
Here's the point:
I felt like I messed up and was going over to the bass player afterward to offer up a mea culpa. Before I could say anything, he said "That couple over there just came up to me, pointed you out and said 'That's the coolest guy ever.'" Sheesh. I'll take it.
We were all over the place. A couple of times I found myself wondering what happened to me, only to later find out it was someone else dropping a beat, missing a cue, or just letting nerves blow 'em out. Of course, the crowd didn't notice - only us. Great Show!
So we worked our way through three moody tunes, then turned me loose with Let's Talk Dirty in Hawaiian. I sing/play verses by myself and the band joins in for the chorus. I even pulled out a straw hat for the occasion. I felt like I was stumbling all over the place, but the Great Spirit was with us, and we survived.
Here's the point:
I felt like I messed up and was going over to the bass player afterward to offer up a mea culpa. Before I could say anything, he said "That couple over there just came up to me, pointed you out and said 'That's the coolest guy ever.'" Sheesh. I'll take it.