Work... Play ~ What's The Other Thing?
Jan. 11th, 2008 10:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
waitingman6 hours sleep in 96 hours... hanging in there.
Played another of those singer/songwriter gigs last night with a couple of RokChikz & a guitarist/good friend I haven'tduelled duetted with on guitars for a few years too long. It was good to see we still play off each other almost instinctively.
All the usual problems with such gigs were present ~ the hurry up & wait rush to get there, only to find there's nothing to do for 2 hours, then the mad rush to get guitars tuned, plugged in, find chairs to sit on, find the song list, then wait as the sound guy fails to make the keyboard make any sound at all for 5 minutes, then forgets to include my guitar in the mix... So far, so standard. The 'performance' itself went with only a few hitches, as to be expected with scant rehearsal & 2 new songs, but on the whole went better than I'd dreaded it would. Despite my general issue 'Stay Away' edict, Reynardo turned up, sat at the front & took performance notes, which I'll peruse in detail given time...
And time is short today, as the Hobbit placed ads in the local papers for a "Clearance Sale, no reasonable offer... bring a trailer... etc", then didn't tell me about it. I turned up at Hell today, with no coffee or breakfast (the good local cafe is STILL closed!!) to find people lined up outside, all wanting their bargains ~ what those bargains are I still have no idea, as the Hobbit is apparently working those out as I type...
Didn't I resign in early December??
So, say you were meeting a new person--blind date, new friend, who knows. And you wanted them to have some idea of what kind of person you are, and who you are. But you can't actually tell them in so many words. Instead, you have to give them a box, with a dozen things in it for them to look at/read/listen to/taste/whatever. What would you put in the box? And a copy of your journal or a link to your LJ would be the same thing as just telling them directly, yourself, so that's not allowed
1. 'Discipline' CD by King Crimson
2. 'The Moving Toyshop' novel by Edmund Crispin
3. This photo...
4. A menu from The Raaj ~ the best of my local Indian restaurants
5. While we're on menus... one from the Shanghai Night Chinese restaurant in Ashfield
6. A road atlas of Australia
7. And maybe this photo, too
8. A copy of the (still) unfinished novel
9. A bottle of Limestone Coast region Shiraz Grenache
10. The cryptic crossword from any Wednesday's Sydney Morning Herald... I like the compiler's sense of humour/absurd
11. A double shot Piccolo Latte
12. A bowl of my Penne Soy Alfredo
That was a lot harder than I thought it would be...
Played another of those singer/songwriter gigs last night with a couple of RokChikz & a guitarist/good friend I haven't
All the usual problems with such gigs were present ~ the hurry up & wait rush to get there, only to find there's nothing to do for 2 hours, then the mad rush to get guitars tuned, plugged in, find chairs to sit on, find the song list, then wait as the sound guy fails to make the keyboard make any sound at all for 5 minutes, then forgets to include my guitar in the mix... So far, so standard. The 'performance' itself went with only a few hitches, as to be expected with scant rehearsal & 2 new songs, but on the whole went better than I'd dreaded it would. Despite my general issue 'Stay Away' edict, Reynardo turned up, sat at the front & took performance notes, which I'll peruse in detail given time...
And time is short today, as the Hobbit placed ads in the local papers for a "Clearance Sale, no reasonable offer... bring a trailer... etc", then didn't tell me about it. I turned up at Hell today, with no coffee or breakfast (the good local cafe is STILL closed!!) to find people lined up outside, all wanting their bargains ~ what those bargains are I still have no idea, as the Hobbit is apparently working those out as I type...
Didn't I resign in early December??
So, say you were meeting a new person--blind date, new friend, who knows. And you wanted them to have some idea of what kind of person you are, and who you are. But you can't actually tell them in so many words. Instead, you have to give them a box, with a dozen things in it for them to look at/read/listen to/taste/whatever. What would you put in the box? And a copy of your journal or a link to your LJ would be the same thing as just telling them directly, yourself, so that's not allowed
1. 'Discipline' CD by King Crimson
2. 'The Moving Toyshop' novel by Edmund Crispin
3. This photo...
4. A menu from The Raaj ~ the best of my local Indian restaurants
5. While we're on menus... one from the Shanghai Night Chinese restaurant in Ashfield
6. A road atlas of Australia
7. And maybe this photo, too
8. A copy of the (still) unfinished novel
9. A bottle of Limestone Coast region Shiraz Grenache
10. The cryptic crossword from any Wednesday's Sydney Morning Herald... I like the compiler's sense of humour/absurd
11. A double shot Piccolo Latte
12. A bowl of my Penne Soy Alfredo
That was a lot harder than I thought it would be...
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Date: 2008-01-11 01:40 pm (UTC)Dude, if ever you need someone to read it over ... *waves hand*
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