Sunday, December 04, 2005
And you'll die, and you'll die, and you'll GOD DAMN DIE.
Yesterday Dirty Sixty played live. It went OK I guess. A few fuckups. It started off pretty rocky (I broke a guitar string, a brand new one purchased the day before, during the second song). Some of the subsequent songs were great, including our finale - a hilarious rendition of Johann Strauss II's Frülingsstimmen Walzer. But man, I was really nervous throughout, probably owing to the fact that I had come directly from a stressful three hours of bus driving in blizzard conditions.
I sort of adhere to the theory that a lot of the appeal of rock music comes from the personalities of its performers. I think I realized sometime when I was up there that I'm not very good in the role of a rock band frontman. So regardless of how well we played, I can't be certain how well the audience enjoyed it. We know most of them, so there was a certain amount of civil applause.
Oh, and The Michael Tabors were great, as was their new album.
I sort of adhere to the theory that a lot of the appeal of rock music comes from the personalities of its performers. I think I realized sometime when I was up there that I'm not very good in the role of a rock band frontman. So regardless of how well we played, I can't be certain how well the audience enjoyed it. We know most of them, so there was a certain amount of civil applause.
Oh, and The Michael Tabors were great, as was their new album.
