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eftychia at 02:41am on 2003-04-13I'm exhausted.
Okay, I knew weeks ago that I'd be exhausted tonight. But still...
Afternoon gig with Thrir Venstri Foetr at Marching Through Time ( went okay )
I got to give![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
vvalkyri a birthday
hug. Then, though I felt I desperately needed a nap (especially since
I slept very poorly the night before), I went to the
Greenbelt Arts Center
(by way of an auto-parts place first for some coolant and a bottle
of radiator stop-leak) to get ready for the
Homespun Ceilidh Band
gig. Most of the setup was done by the time I got there, but between
retuning my guitars, getting out of my tunic and into my kilt, eating
enough to not be distracted by hunger, and running through the duet
I was going to play with John, I didn't get a nap. I did manage to
remember to take my painkillers early enough that they'd started to
take effect by the time I'd been playing long enough for my arms to
hurt.
We seriously rocked. Two hours (with an intermission). We opened with a bang -- the "Nine Points of Roguery" set. I felt like I'd played better than usual. ( Other folks in the band who commented seemed to feel similarly about their own performances... )
( I really like the two-hour concert format ) I like it a lot. And I think it helped us.But Mrs. Murphy (the one who applies Murphy's Law to entertainers, as immortalized in Trix' song, "Mrs. Murphy's Band" (which, yes, we did play at the concert)) was not absent. ( I broke <i>three</i> strings, and the ceiling started leaking backstage. )
Anyhow, I'm home. My pain meds have worn off. ( And I'm exhausted. And I'm headed back to Marching Through Time in the morning. )
I called my brother to ask whether he'd be around in the evening -- I'll head over there after Marching Through Time to see him and Mom. I'll be near Bowie and already wearing boy-clothes; this makes it a good time to stop by there. (I'd go over there more often if I didn't have to put on special clothes to do so.)For some reason tonight seems to be Extra Special Way Too Loud Car Stereos Night here in Baltimore. ( Those are a problem in general, but tonight seems worse than usual. )
(And there are folks sleeping in other houses on this block, dammit, as I will be as soon a I get the new E string on that guitar.)All in all, a good, though terribly exhausting, day. I am one sweaty, exhausted guitarist. And I've scheduled the first half of the coming week for recovering from this weekend.
Now to see whether I've tried something too fancy to get away with using <lj-cut> tags for. I'm trying for "condensed versus expanded" versions of this entry with the flow basically working the same in both (as opposed to a list of cut tags like a table of contents, or an "insert separate set of thoughts here" effect. But when I'm this tired might not be the best time to experiment with a new approach. Or it might be the only time I'm likely to think of it.
exhausted