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I'm SO tired. I don't think I've ever put out more energy than I did this weekend. :-P
This weekend was the weekend of 3 gigs in 3 days. And fifty squillion other things. Here's our recent schedule:
Thursday PM: Rehearse St. Patrick's set with Mike
Friday AM: Go shopping for food, print out extra set lists and crib sheets.
Friday PM: Gig. Did good job. Happy. Into bed @ 2.30AMish.
Saturday AM: Drive to Peterborough to pick up MPV which needed a repair under warranty. Drive home. Get hair cut. Go out for lunch as there isn't time to cook. Load drums into car. Drive to Peterborough again.
Saturday PM: Gig. Did good job. Happy. Drive home. Into bed at 3.30AMish.
Sunday AM: Tim gets up early to do Sidesman duty at Church. I do 3 lots of laundry. I prep. the Holiday Cottage. Cook lunch. Reorder the car (remove some things, put others in more sensible places). Drive to Peterborough. Again. A15 looking remarkably familiar by now.
Sunday AM: Gig. Did good job. Drive home. Into bed at 1.45AMish.
I feel like a shark - perpetually moving...
The two FFM gigs in particular were really heavy on energy. When the audience is static and quiet, I tend to bounce and emote and just put out *more* energy to get them going. 80% of the time it works. I don't know why they didn't react to "Rhiannon" yesterday - I was ready to collapse after it, in a very authentically Stevie way! However, Gold Dust Woman got the reaction we wanted, it just went bonkers from there on out, and we'd got people up and dancing like crazy by the end. Including the Landlady who was a *spitting image* of Chris McVie! Nice people wot we met last night: the *incredibly* cute muso who came in halfway through with his young son. His son is learning guitar, and was unmoved by some of the modern stuff he was being given to practise, so has moved onto Fleetwood Mac, and is loving it :-)
Seeing him walk in was really interesting. Apart from the fact that he was *way* cute - you could tell he was a gigging musician when he walked in. He... *shone*. I've noticed this with increasing numbers of musicians recently - maybe I'm just being more observant in my old age. He was just used to being looked at, and completely unselfconscious about it. Tim has it, and always has - but then he has been performing publicly since he was 8 or so.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tattercoats has it in buckets, even when she's just in homemaking mode - she catches the eye and you find yourself ... drawn to her. In the same way that gay people broadcast on a subliminal level, I think performers do, too. In a different way. I'm utterly clueless as far as having a functional "gaydar", but I think I can spot heavily-gigged musicians pretty easily...
Sorry, I'm meandering again. I was so tired this morning I tried to put cereal into Ellie's sippy cup and salami in the toaster. It was an ... interesting... breakfast!
This weekend was the weekend of 3 gigs in 3 days. And fifty squillion other things. Here's our recent schedule:
Thursday PM: Rehearse St. Patrick's set with Mike
Friday AM: Go shopping for food, print out extra set lists and crib sheets.
Friday PM: Gig. Did good job. Happy. Into bed @ 2.30AMish.
Saturday AM: Drive to Peterborough to pick up MPV which needed a repair under warranty. Drive home. Get hair cut. Go out for lunch as there isn't time to cook. Load drums into car. Drive to Peterborough again.
Saturday PM: Gig. Did good job. Happy. Drive home. Into bed at 3.30AMish.
Sunday AM: Tim gets up early to do Sidesman duty at Church. I do 3 lots of laundry. I prep. the Holiday Cottage. Cook lunch. Reorder the car (remove some things, put others in more sensible places). Drive to Peterborough. Again. A15 looking remarkably familiar by now.
Sunday AM: Gig. Did good job. Drive home. Into bed at 1.45AMish.
I feel like a shark - perpetually moving...
The two FFM gigs in particular were really heavy on energy. When the audience is static and quiet, I tend to bounce and emote and just put out *more* energy to get them going. 80% of the time it works. I don't know why they didn't react to "Rhiannon" yesterday - I was ready to collapse after it, in a very authentically Stevie way! However, Gold Dust Woman got the reaction we wanted, it just went bonkers from there on out, and we'd got people up and dancing like crazy by the end. Including the Landlady who was a *spitting image* of Chris McVie! Nice people wot we met last night: the *incredibly* cute muso who came in halfway through with his young son. His son is learning guitar, and was unmoved by some of the modern stuff he was being given to practise, so has moved onto Fleetwood Mac, and is loving it :-)
Seeing him walk in was really interesting. Apart from the fact that he was *way* cute - you could tell he was a gigging musician when he walked in. He... *shone*. I've noticed this with increasing numbers of musicians recently - maybe I'm just being more observant in my old age. He was just used to being looked at, and completely unselfconscious about it. Tim has it, and always has - but then he has been performing publicly since he was 8 or so.
tattercoats has it in buckets, even when she's just in homemaking mode - she catches the eye and you find yourself ... drawn to her. In the same way that gay people broadcast on a subliminal level, I think performers do, too. In a different way. I'm utterly clueless as far as having a functional "gaydar", but I think I can spot heavily-gigged musicians pretty easily...Sorry, I'm meandering again. I was so tired this morning I tried to put cereal into Ellie's sippy cup and salami in the toaster. It was an ... interesting... breakfast!
