Tuesday's Soup, Is Everybody Happy?

[waitingman]

Feeling kind of disconnected today, more of an observer than a participant in what I've seen & done.

A slight case of PGD - post-gig-depression, but the prospect of a half hour set in a little over a week should put paid to that by the weekend. Plus the return of my foil's soundcard - enabling the resumption of proper recording capability - means I'll be busy for the next few weeks, at least musically... Which brings us to:



More developments in the case of the Catholic College equipment failure - the good news is it's still not my fault & due to the sincerity & alacrity of my response to the problem, the company &, more importantly, yours truly - should come out smelling more like a rose than the fertiliser you grow them in. Which proves nothing other than what I told an old friend on the phone earlier this evening - that nobody talks the talk like I do - even when I don't give the proverbial rat's about what I'm saying. I can't give a rational reason for not putting my heart & soul where my wallet is... well, actually I can give several, but they're highly subjective & not conducive to impartial debate.

The dangerous precedent is that I felt non-committal about my previous job too... & they gave me the boot after 3 months (& still haven't replaced me, to the best of my knowledge). Following a sales meeting this late afternoon (which I had to return to from St Ives - halfway home!! - at 4.30pm!! Bastards!!!), where it was admitted that things are quiet... too quiet, my misgivings from the 2nd interview back in September are whispering "I told you so" in my ear, just a little bit louder... It would seem that their grand marketing plan has either yet to take full effect, or has fallen flat on its... well, whatever marketing plans fall on... usually the sales team from past experience, never on the marketers.

Cynical?? Moi??? Never!! As the poet said "Once Bitten, Twice Shy"

Otherwise, life goes on - forever immune to the predictions of the resident Sydney Morning Herald astrologer - who was telling me to be relaxed at work all through my recent unemployment & is now recommending caution in my relationship... when I haven't had one since Methuselah's bar mitzvah.

Time to move from a medium to an extra large, methinks...

Comments

[shadow-5tails.livejournal.com]

Out of curiosity, do you know the basis for your PGD? I'm familiar with my own version of PPD (post-performance depression), which tends to strike after a theatre run, but that seems to be mostly based in the knowledge that the ensemble I've been working with for three months or so is now fragmented and I won't see many of those people again, and that the fruits of those months of effort are now over after a paltry 4-5 performances. As such, I've never really had a case of PGD since the band doesn't break up after a gig, and there's always the prospect of another performance opp on the distant horizon...

[waitingman.livejournal.com]

I'm no rock star egomaniac, but I do get a thrill from performing for an audience, especially when I've had a hand in writing the material. My PGD comes from the aftermath of the physical & mental activity leading up to a gig - the rehearsals, logistics, planning, anticipation etc... Days & occasionally weeks of stuff to do & think about, then it's all over in a fraction of that time & suddenly there's nothing to do... there's this void in your spare time & your brain.

Also, 3 of my 4 current projects are fragmented by both physical & emotional distances between members. There's little in the way of pre or post-gig social bonding due to those circumstances, so in the wake of a performance lies a kind of lonely 'return-to-earth' for me. It never lasts long... usually only a day, or 2 at the most - as you say, there's always another gig opportunity somewhere... or at least a rehearsal. Especially with 4 projects on the go at different levels!!