Babbling

[BackupAlt]

Not in the good way, unfortunately.

The host had said earlier this week that it was cool if I brought my electric up.

This hippy dude who played an acoustic bass was talking to me before my set.

"Yeah man. This is, like, an acoustic thing."

"Yeah well the host said it was cool."

"Yeah, yeah. So show me stuff man."

*deedly dee de de de*

"Ah that's cool man, check this out. Listen. Just listen."

Duh. Duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh. Duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh. Duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh...

"Yeah that's great I really need to go set up now..."

I tuned my guitar and just busted out. I've never performed live so I just had at it.

During the middle of my first song the hippy dude walks up to my amp and starts turning the volume down tremendously.

I just kept playing, because whatever. F*ck hippies.

All in all, I don't think the "entertainers" really cared much for my set. But it seemed to put a smile on the faces of the older folks in the establishment. So that was nice.

Afterwards the hippy dude was like "Yeah, I like your stuff man. It sounds like a mix of Rolling Stones and Nirvana."

Then he got up and played acoustic bass for like 15 minutes.

I politely applauded after each song.

[HeyGuiseWutsUp]

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BackupAlt wrote:

Not in the good way, unfortunately.

The host had said earlier this week that it was cool if I brought my electric up.

This hippy dude who played an acoustic bass was talking to me before my set.

"Yeah man. This is, like, an acoustic thing."

"Yeah well the host said it was cool."

"Yeah, yeah. So show me stuff man."

*deedly dee de de de*

"Ah that's cool man, check this out. Listen. Just listen."

Duh. Duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh. Duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh. Duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh...

"Yeah that's great I really need to go set up now..."

I tuned my guitar and just busted out. I've never performed live so I just had at it.

During the middle of my first song the hippy dude walks up to my amp and starts turning the volume down tremendously.

I just kept playing, because whatever. F*ck hippies.

All in all, I don't think the "entertainers" really cared much for my set. But it seemed to put a smile on the faces of the older folks in the establishment. So that was nice.

Afterwards the hippy dude was like "Yeah, I like your stuff man. It sounds like a mix of Rolling Stones and Nirvana."

Then he got up and played acoustic bass for like 15 minutes.

I politely applauded after each song.

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Well hey, I can't even play guitar.

[BackupAlt]

I can't play particularly well myself.

My nose started running during my second song.

It happens when I'm nervous, for some reason.

I just made direct eye contact with the frets and pretended like it was just like home.

Nobody watching, nobody judging.

I was literally trembling on the inside, though.

Despite constantly telling myself "It's okay. It's just a stupid open mic night. These people are at a bar, they don't really care. Hell they're probably not musicians and can't criticize your work critically."

[HeyGuiseWutsUp]

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BackupAlt wrote:
I can't play particularly well myself.

My nose started running during my second song.

It happens when I'm nervous, for some reason.

I just made direct eye contact with the frets and pretended like it was just like home.

Nobody watching, nobody judging.

I was literally trembling on the inside, though.

Despite constantly telling myself "It's okay. It's just a stupid open mic night. These people are at a bar, they don't really care. Hell they're probably not musicians and can't criticize your work critically."

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That's the spirit!

[naraku361]

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BackupAlt wrote: 

*deedly dee de de de*

Duh. Duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh. Duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh. Duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh. Duh duh duh duh. Duh duh...

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Wow....

these songs brought a tear to my eye.

They were just.... beautiful.

[Buddyroe274]

You shoulda went Widdly waaaaaah widdly waaaah......Widdlywiddlywiddlywiddlywiddly waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

[BackupAlt]

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Buddyroe274 wrote:

You shoulda went Widdly waaaaaah widdly waaaah......Widdlywiddlywiddlywiddlywiddly waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

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Oh, I did.

I just had to plug my amp in.

This hippy dbag drug me outside and asked me to show him some stuff.

I told him, "Yeah I'm gonna go play in a minute why don-"

"Nah just show me some stuff man."

So, I played part of one of my songs.

Which, really sounds like nothing without electricity and distortion.

Then I went inside and did the widdly.

And older folks smiled.

And that made me happy.

[BackupAlt]

I told him it sounded like a Bongzilla riff I'd heard back in the day.

And he was like "Oh, yeah, I don't really listen to music."

Then I pretty much spent the rest of the night awkwardly trying to avert conversation with him.