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Jul. 16th, 2007 11:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
teslaGoing back to work was not nearly as painful as I expected. I'm glad I got the chance to do a bit of soul-searching during my time off. Updates at 11.
Wow. I got to play in the music circle on Saturday night. My, oh my.
Everybody was so gracious and so much kinder than I deserved.
I hate the way my voice seizes up when I get nervous.
Two of the songs I did went along okay: they have distinct beginnings and endings, I got the words in the right order and only missed a couple of chords throughout, and other people were able to have a little fun with them.
Another was a predictable train wreck: I just learned it and I still can’t remember the words beyond the first verse. All I really have to do with it is make certain that I know all the words and the chords in the bridge and it’ll be fine.
The last was an absolute disaster. Unfortunately the one that everyone was there for, but such is life. Lessons: make sure that I know the darn thing, music and lyrics, front to back and every which way. As in, “could play it in my sleep.”
I’m more certain than ever that I have no business playing with these magnificent musicians. At least I could mostly follow what was going on (even Fred with his odd tuning), although I didn't have anything interesting to contribute.
To anyone who was there, thank you many times for humoring me!
Wow. I got to play in the music circle on Saturday night. My, oh my.
Everybody was so gracious and so much kinder than I deserved.
I hate the way my voice seizes up when I get nervous.
Two of the songs I did went along okay: they have distinct beginnings and endings, I got the words in the right order and only missed a couple of chords throughout, and other people were able to have a little fun with them.
Another was a predictable train wreck: I just learned it and I still can’t remember the words beyond the first verse. All I really have to do with it is make certain that I know all the words and the chords in the bridge and it’ll be fine.
The last was an absolute disaster. Unfortunately the one that everyone was there for, but such is life. Lessons: make sure that I know the darn thing, music and lyrics, front to back and every which way. As in, “could play it in my sleep.”
I’m more certain than ever that I have no business playing with these magnificent musicians. At least I could mostly follow what was going on (even Fred with his odd tuning), although I didn't have anything interesting to contribute.
To anyone who was there, thank you many times for humoring me!
