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Maybe it's just me...(start rant)...
We've had about 5 shows now, and it never seems to fail. I spend all
my time up until show-day on pins and needles waiting for the chance
to play for folks (we're still a relatively new band, but we've been
playing about once a month). Gig-day arrives, and I'm jacked, so we
load up the gear, head to wherever the locale is, have a few beers,
maybe grab a bite. Unload the gear, hurry up and wait (we've usually
play in the middle of a multiband lineup to this point)...
Then it hits. It's not stagefright, per se, it's something else.
That loose feeling that's oh-so-conducive to Dick-esque speed
picking has been replaced by a rigor-mortis of the wrist. There you
are, onstage, guitar strapped on, amp buzzing behind you at stage
volume. Yet if somebody were holding a gun to your head, and your
life depended on your ability to play, say, "Nitrus," you're Vintage
White Jazzmaster would have a new finish of a splatter pattern of
Shell Pink and Candy Apple Red. Not that the arm/wrist doesn't
eventually limber up by the 3rd song, but damn, you know, just once
I'd like to start a set off with a real ass-kicker...
Is it something that goes away the more gigs you play? Is it curable
with a stiff shot or two? Is it nerves? Psychological? Is it just
me?
(/rant)
Patrick
www.thecavefish.com
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