Yes, I'm feeling shitty, but the band has a gig tonight, which is in a boozer literally 400yards from my gaff. I know it'll be shite, because it's a shite place, the turnout is always shite, and the place has about as much atmosphere as the moon.
We don't play very often, but I'm seriously struggling to get motivated this time around, when usually I'm well up for it. I'm wondering if I could well be getting too old for it, because the enthusiasm is definitely not there today, or it may just be that I know it'll be shite. Anyone else get like that?
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I've got one tonight - it'll be good to catch up with the lads though and a chance to play loudish guitar so I'll make the most of it
Time to get one's professional head on, smile, play well, pretend as much as possible that you're doing your bit to uphold the honoured tradition of entertainers looking like they are having the most fun in the world.
Cos sometimes we do. Even when it's shite
Offset "(Emp) - a little heavy on the hyperbole."
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Supportact said: [my style is] probably more an accumulation of limitations and bad habits than a 'style'.
Shite.
Well, half shite, anyway. First set went really well, decent audience, people dancing, you know the drill. And despite sweating like a three badge rapist due to the lurgi, I was actually quite enjoying myself.
At half-time, the landlady comes out and tells us we have to turn it all down. Apparently, she's been having complaints from residents for weeks. She tells us the environmental health bods from the council have been outside, and she's worried about her licence.
So the remaining, heavier set, went down like an eggy fart in a lift. The drummer, who is pretty loud anyway, resorted to using brushes, the amps were at bedroom level, and the whole thing was decidedly lacklustre. One bloke came up to me afterwards and said the first set was superb, but "you were shit in the second set".
I don't think we'll be back there again, which is a shame.
Mine turned into a great night - roughish pub that can be hard to get a good crowd in was packed and everyone was up for it - on a wet October night with the fair just opened it was the opposite of what I expected and I'm aching today
Update: The pub has just posted on its FB page that they’ve had to cancel a couple of bands, but that live music there is still ‘alive and kicking’. When we played there earlier this year, the landlady said she’d had one or two complaints from residents, but she displayed a rather more ‘fuck them’ kind of attitude.Another pub nearby also stopped having live music two weeks after we played there. I don’t think we were the reason for that, but apparently they are now only allowed to have live music once a month. I guess things are different these days when it comes to noise.
just because you do, doesn't mean you should.