Julian says “Fight the good fight” – it’s what you say to the losing side. it’s a very, very small audience tonight – and a lot of people leave before the end leaving ilyAIMY and Least Common Denominator playing to a denuded room. An angry neighbour complains to the police about the noise, plans to get in touch with the church that’s hosting the event. As much as I hate to say it, I don’t care because it’s not my problem. The tiny audience is enthusiastic and in a coffeehouse I’d be satisfied, but here, in a space built for believers and in a space large enough for no small number of them I’m embarrassed.
artem and Ana being good students and doing their homework before our show.
So, it was supposed to be the day of the Reisterstown Festival but Hanna assaulted us with the Doom Rain. We were going to play at Java Mammas all day with Nomad but with the rain there were just a couple of our friends doing their homework. Heather tried out a couple of new songs on them and they sat rapt and distracted.
Nomad performing at Java Mammas. We asked for him to bring it – and he brought it. Whatever IT was, it was broughten by he. Awesome.
After the show we relaxed on the couch, Jen got all kitteny.
A lot of work. I actually can enjoy it for the sake of the music and the company until it’s rubbed in my face. Fortunately, most of the musicians take the night in stride – every professional has had a night like this, more than one… dozens… it’s the kind of night that makes you wonder WHAT you’re doing though. You’re trying your hardest and the biggest response you get is an angry parent who doesn’t bother asking you to keep it down first.
