Got up bright and early for my standards at the hotel.. 830… was tough waking up, even though it was basically eight hours. Meditated, showered, packed all my laundry and everything, got out to the bus in time to head outtt. The venue today was a giant sweatfest. Parking lot was a giant reflector of heat, venue was pointing directly at the sun from 3-7 PM (our show was 730 so luckily it died down by then). Soundcheck just wouldn’t happen! Scheduled for 3 so we were there, but there was bad communication with the band so first they were five minutes out, then twenty minutes out, and then they weren’t ready until 430 to soundcheck. We were sweatin’ out the wazoo, had to put sun reflector shades over all John’s guitars.
Catering today was half-decent… not the best but it did the job. In a plantation style Forrest Gump house across a park that was a good hundred feet away from the venue. Whole area felt straight out of the 1840s. Venue wasn’t the largest one we’ve played by any means, but the crowd seemed to be excited. Especially this one lady in the front row- she yelled at John that it was her birthday and John actually stopped the show to sing happy birthday to her! Then she proceeded to keep yelling at him and John was too much of a gentleman to ignore her… finally just forgot about her after a song.
We asked production today if we could ditch the flannels and wear something else not so hot… unfortunately we were vetoed. Our flannels are heavy cotton, long sleeve, dark, and not made for sprinting down a row of seats, around the whole venue, and into the stage from the back during New Orleans to get back to the stage on time (or route was long once again).
BUT we definitely played good today. I tried a new power move during my solo, it worked better- I just played a loud note and pointed at Steve.
I love these opening shows- we were done by 9, I could go back to the bus and have some power oatmeal in the AC. I had a ton of energy- I was talkative, bubbly, moving fast, I practiced for forty-five minutes; my two transcriptions and I tried playing ‘When the Saints’ up the octave in the range it’s supposed to be in. STILL want to surprise John and play it up the octave during one show!!!
It’s 11 PM now, I’m gonna code till I drop (it’s a good life!!), and hang out if I get lethargic or tired of it. Everything I need is in this bus- the introvert time, the AC, the practicing, the food, the chatting time, the entertainment…. There’s always a way to make it work. TOMORROw we work in Missouri! Peace!!