Any night management asks you to leave the stage because you’re chasing away customers is NOT to be counted a success. And that’s exactly what happened to me last Saturday. I can’t say I really minded being asked to step down. It saved me from the group of drunken women in the front row who where cackling uncontrollably and blowing party favors all thru my set.
Welcome to a gig from hell.
So how did I land in this performance purgatory? Well, any successful show is mostly about pairing the right entertainer with the right audience. Unfortunately a last minute venue change for this show totally severed that pairing and left me and two acoustic/folk musicians trying to please a party crowd who’d been promised karaoke. From the moment I took the stage I knew it was doomed. I just smiled, muddles along, and told myself I wasn’t performing, I was practicing how to play under very adverse conditions. In truth, it was so ridiculously bad that I couldn’t help but be amused by the whole thing.
All this really hammered home the lesson that there’s ZERO point in playing your music to people who don’t want to hear it. In fact, there’s probably little point in playing to people who aren’t strongly inclined to like it.
As a final note I’d like to thank Freddie’s for stepping in at the last minute and giving us a place to play. I’m sorry it didn’t work out for either the bar or the bands but I do appreciate the hospitality extended.
Okay, onward and upward.