Noah Spaceship
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7/23/2015 7:22:40 PM
2 really cute girls, packed bar,..
..with me and my guitar balancing the ambient level of bar murmer, smoke and a microphone that kept shocking me when I touched it.
I was half way through an acoustic warm up set on a very busy night smack in the middle of Salt Lake City - Birt's Tiki Lounge. I had played there many times, they knew me there, but it wasn't really my scene, being from a town that the SLC crowd generally hates because they just do.
Earlier, I had spotted a very cute duo making eyes at me before the set. I took the stage and noticed they moved up to the bar by the stage. I tried not to let them distract me from playing, and was successful up to the point where the crowd grew large enough to push the level of conversation to near yelling. I was looking at my set list and about to decide on the next song when I hear one of the girls blurt out simultaneous to a short enough lull in the decibel level to broadcast very distinctly, "this guy sucks". I was already staring at the floor where my set list was laying in front of my feet. The moment lives with me. I thought many things all at once, as I'm sure anyone could imagine, but the wave of flashing montages gracing my lobes ended with the urge to prove something if was only that I straight up, could not be rattled into a shell by some hot girls bitterly rejecting me. But it did rattle me, it fired me up. A smile hijacked my cheeks tingling my senses. I looked up, took a deep breath and wailed the second half of that set like it was my last chance to play it ever. I don't remember how the rest of the night went or any other details other than being invited to warm up the stage at the farewell show for The Zephyr Club, an iconic SLC music venue that has since closed down.
Moral of the story,..
You just gotta be cool with sucking, sometimes we suck. It isn't the end of the world.
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Noah Spaceship
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7/23/2015 10:27:26 PM
I was cleaning - updating my artist page (haven't since 2009) and discovered I had some old acoustic tracks uploaded here from that time, and I felt the butterfly stomach drop. There was particularly a pal talk concert recording from over ten years ago, FT was there. Anyhow, just a stroll down memory lane, I suppose. Those were great times.
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