Dear Diary
Today's gig was not me at my best.
Played a new venue to me, with a new promoter to me. Rachel the promoter was lovely - warm, chatty and welcoming. Nice, relaxed atmosphere generated. Not a huge crowd. Peaked at maybe 15, but I refined it to about 3 by the end (last bus, lift home is leaving etc). Distilled and purified, as usual. All of this absolutely fine.
But I disappointed myself. I've not got over the bronchial infection I had a month or so ago, and it's getting worse if anything. Couple of violent coughing fits while singing (and subsequent big headache from brain rupture. Or something.), sweat stinging my eyes so tears ran down my face, and my left hand cramped up for about ten minutes. I backed off vocally several times rather than sing with the passion and strength which has been steadily improving over the last couple of years of solo gigs. By and large, I quite enjoy what my voice can (usually) do now.
Pleased nobody came to see this one. To be fair, nobody there knew my songs, so they won't have known when I ducked out of some vocal bits. I probably covered it up pretty well. Except when I forgot the next chord in Behind Blue Eyes, on John Entwistle's birthday. Hopefully I didn't fail too badly, but I was unsatisfied with myself. No gigs booked until this infection is clear!
Set list:
Sunsets and lovers
Sleep like a baby
There's only you
Love will tear us apart (joy division)
Big brown eyes
Behind blue eyes (the who)
Say goodbye/sparks (extra who section to give my voice a rest)
Let it go, Jackie
Cold all alone
Next one will be better!
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