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Originally Posted by daveT
I have a gig tonight. I hope I don't suck.
Some hopes go unfulfilled.
The live music scene in Los Angeles is really strange. Believe it or not, people will go out, drop $20 on entry fees and alcohol, just to see one act for 30 minutes.
The first set apparently had a lot of friends willing to go see him, and there was about 40 or 50 people there. As soon as he got off stage, everyone poured out. The next set played to a completely room, short of me, the sound person, and maybe one other person.
I go up and I'm playing to the people before me, the sound person, and whoever the next set is. The sound was way off with a strange clicking and static, and it really threw me. I didn't stop and go out of time, but I definitely made a lot of mistakes, skipping entire sections of music and so on.
I ended playing a shorter set than the agreed upon time, but it was okay. I was sort of glad to just get off stage and be done with it.
It's night like these that makes you stay up until 6am, wondering what the **** went wrong with all the things in your life that you end up on stage, alone, playing music no one gives a **** about. You wonder if you should post yet another ad looking for a singer, but then you think back to the 30 prior people who you couldn't work with and decide it maybe isn't worth it.