Campfyre Stories

Campfyre Stories
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Adulteress no more.

Fall off the horse, get back on.

June 12th, 2008

Apparently, the second time is the charm.  I suppose it could have gone better, but I never would have asked for more.

I got there very early and almost immediately saw several people I know (and have known for years).  I signed up as soon as the sheet went down and wound up being the second person on.  I would have prefered being somewhere in the 4-6 range, but, hey, no worries.

The hostess was actually there this time and she runs things so smoothly.  It just makes the whole thing that much better.  The quality of the performers was higher this time, too.  I think there must have been some bizarre fluke last time with all the crazy things going on.

I got a ton of compliments from random strangers about how my voice is so "high and pretty".  It really hits me when people I don’t know make a point to tell me they like what I do.  I also have kind of a weakness for the word "pretty", so I was pretty pleased with the end result.

As I performed, the boom on the mic stand slowly drifted downward.  About halfway through my first song, I had to stop playing, adjust the mic stand and pick up where I left off.  I skipped a verse in the song, but since it’s one I wrote, no one noticed.  In between the songs, the host (m) came and actually fixed the mic, which really kind of threw me off a little.  I didn’t reposition myself well, so I struggled a bit, but held it together.

I met a really cool guy who plays a 6-string banjo like a guitar and also writes songs.  There’s a possibility of collaboration with him in the future.  We’ll have to see what happens, but I’m totally up for working with other musicians for sure.

I also have a Plan in the works, but a lot of it is dependent on timing and specific dates.  I still have to flesh it out, but I am absolutely feeling better about the whole music thing. 

Also?  So.  Very.  Tired.  Even though I got home around midnight, I was so amped that I didn’t get to sleep until 2am.  I think I can do this every other week, but there’s no way I could go back to doing it every week, mid-week.  It’ll work out, though.  Time will tell how, but I know it will.

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