g's Journal

The Horrors of Performing Sober.
The gig on Saturday went well so thanks to those that came along. White Collar Hollar had their own gig before the official gig started, with Harry putting a whole heap of people on the guest list, who promptly left once they had played. Not sure what the point of playing with another band is when that happens but oh well. Then Lawrence Arabia played a few songs, before losing interest due to the crowd noise. He left the stage with a number of people (including myself) disappointed not to hear more.

Next up the Ruby Suns played and there are picks on Geekboy's site and also some of the Sneaks. I think the performance went well, though we spent a lot of time swopping instruments and tuning. The only nerve-wracking thing about it was that I was stone-cold sober. At most, I was a little high on caffiene but that hardly counts, does it? I thought I would give a sober performance a try to see if it made me play better. But you know what? It didn't. I felt so much more rigid and overly focused on what I was playing to the point that I made mistakes. It might seem weird to say that, but I guess when you play a song quite a few times, your body knows how it goes better than your mind does and actually concentrating on what happens next actually messes you up a bit.

Last up were the Sneaks, who were warned beforehand by the Odeon staff that it was a small venue and that they should play quietly. Well, they aren't the kind of band that can really heed this advice and James only managed to contain himself slightly for a song or two before jumping around madly on the monitors and falling all over the place. I liked it a lot, though my flatmate suggested that maybe it was band that guys liked more than gals (the teenage girls in the front row would probably disagree).

I stopped in at the Cherry Bomb comics party a few times throughout the night, but was too tired to go to "Posers" at the Rising Sun. I wouldn't want to accidently become a scenester in any case, though maybe it's too late! Anyway, I've quit my job now so I am officially freelance (or unemployed, depending on how you look at it). Can a human being live on 20c per word? Probably not, but paying only $70 per week rent, will probably swing things slightly more in my favour. And we are looking for a new flatmate (preferably female at this stage) so if that kind of price for an AK flat sounds good to you (or a friend), then get in touch.

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