So, more open mics coming up.  This week, beyond the regular Wednesday thing at the Lark Tavern, I'm going to be playing an open mic with all performers where I work.  I did this once before, to better success than I feel I earned that night, and several people (when they found out I was back from my hiatus, such as it was) got pretty excited to find out I was going to be there, which is nice.

This is a really nice one, too, for several reasons.  The first is that it's a new location for me.  Not only one I've never played, but also one I don't think I've ever been to.  That makes things exciting to a degree.  Also, it's farther from home than I usually play, as well as being much earlier in the evening, which means that a lot of people who have asked about my music will be able to actually come out and see me perform (and still be home before their bedtimes - lol).

You see, there are a lot of people who ask about my music, once they find out that I write/sing/play/perform.  People ask if I have anything on CD (which I don't - yet) and if I ever play closer to them.  Lots of these people live anywhere from 20-45 minutes away from me, so the 10pm shows mid-week are difficult, at best, for them to make.  This one is closer to almost everyone but me, and starts at 7.  I expect there to be quite a few more people that I know than I usually see at these things.

I haven't mentioned to *too* many folks that they will be recording this open mic.  My first reaction to that was to be very excited.  Even if it's only a live performance, at least that could be *something* that I could host and either stream or offer for download.  Enough people (long-distance) have asked to hear my music, that I was looking at this as a wonderful opportunity to provide that...  until I talked to my mother.

I guess, after reading my last entry, people who don't know my mom, or who haven't actually asked me this question, might be inclined to think that my mom is one of those people who is supportive no matter what.  HAH!  That couldn't be further from the truth.  My mom isn't one to sugar coat things.  She's not one to lie to spare ANYone's feelings.  She's a tell-it-like-it-is kinda lady...  in case y'all wondered where I got that from.

So she says to me, upon hearing that this open mic is being recorded, "Uh oh.  Those are always the ones where you totally screw up."

Oh thanks SO MUCH, mom.  That helps.  You know, I've got people coming to this, who can't or at least haven't made the other ones before, I may have a chance to share my music with other people and you tell me THAT???

Good grief, now I feel cursed.  I have to now try to be contrary and use this statement of likelihood to just prove the whole thing wrong.

Argh!  You know, because I wasn't already nervous enough about this.

~FG };^>