Perfect...it's raining...
Ah, rain. Today, I like the rain. In a few hours, I might not, since we're supposed to get a LOT of it. But right now, the rain is cool.
Still on the road to recovery from illness. I think at this point, it's just lingering symptoms. Throat does not hurt, my fever has been gone...now I just have to get rid of the leftover...um..."lung goo." Oh, well...I have a spouse that works in a medical-related field, and her exposure to sick people is insane, sometimes. Sickness kinda comes with the territory.
Band practice. Based on the reading of others' blogs, you might think we sounded like a bunch of 5-year-olds with kazoos and those plastic guitars that don't really "tune." But, in spite of some issues, it was what it was supposed to be: a rehearsal. I'm not discouraged. In spite of all the missed notes, vocal issues (I lost my voice - but it's back this morning), tempo issues, and tech issues, we got a lot of things right, which is good to think about, because we had a LOT of music to practice last night. We know these songs...with the exception of 2 of them, we've played the "pudu" out of them in the past. Maybe we should've taken a break, calmed down, and tried them again, just to remind us of that fact... -sigh- Besides, there are 3 days 'til Sunday. If we practice on our own and become utterly familiar with the songs (notes; tempo; dynamics), then everything will be fine. So far, it has always worked out, and I'm confident it will again. And the sound issues will be better resolved when there are 40+ people filling the room.
After rehearsal, I broke everything down and did my best to clean up the "mess" left by (cough) other band members and people in the room (cough). Then I met up with Stacey, Kailyn, J-mo, and the Root at Cracker Barrel. The waitress was cute, and J-mo was trying to pour out some hefty doses of Johnny Love on her (i.e., "flirting"). Ah...dinner and a show.
"But, alas..." She remained resilient to J-mo's relentless onslaught of self-promotion and "give me your phone number" requests, but at least J-mo actually tried...and tried...and there were witnesses to his efforts. However, it would be an injustice to J-mo to say he didn't make some progress that might not bear fruit in the future. Still, I got a kick out of how she would shift gears and suddenly show interest in the Root. Ah...entertainment. It's times like those, I'm glad I'm married...'cause I don't miss "playin' da game."
KEY PHRASES: "This is what it would sound like if Sandpeople sang worship songs." "I got your 'boost'..." "You still have a better chance that that 65-year-old dude who flirts with her, too."
KEY THOUGHT: "There I will go to the altar of God, to God – the source of all my joy. I will praise you with my harp (my guitar - my drums - my keybaord - my bass - my voice), O God, my God! Why am I discouraged? Why so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again – my Savior and my God!" - Psalm 43:4-5
I will praise him...again...
It's about "focus" - remembering what it's all about.
Still on the road to recovery from illness. I think at this point, it's just lingering symptoms. Throat does not hurt, my fever has been gone...now I just have to get rid of the leftover...um..."lung goo." Oh, well...I have a spouse that works in a medical-related field, and her exposure to sick people is insane, sometimes. Sickness kinda comes with the territory.
Band practice. Based on the reading of others' blogs, you might think we sounded like a bunch of 5-year-olds with kazoos and those plastic guitars that don't really "tune." But, in spite of some issues, it was what it was supposed to be: a rehearsal. I'm not discouraged. In spite of all the missed notes, vocal issues (I lost my voice - but it's back this morning), tempo issues, and tech issues, we got a lot of things right, which is good to think about, because we had a LOT of music to practice last night. We know these songs...with the exception of 2 of them, we've played the "pudu" out of them in the past. Maybe we should've taken a break, calmed down, and tried them again, just to remind us of that fact... -sigh- Besides, there are 3 days 'til Sunday. If we practice on our own and become utterly familiar with the songs (notes; tempo; dynamics), then everything will be fine. So far, it has always worked out, and I'm confident it will again. And the sound issues will be better resolved when there are 40+ people filling the room.
After rehearsal, I broke everything down and did my best to clean up the "mess" left by (cough) other band members and people in the room (cough). Then I met up with Stacey, Kailyn, J-mo, and the Root at Cracker Barrel. The waitress was cute, and J-mo was trying to pour out some hefty doses of Johnny Love on her (i.e., "flirting"). Ah...dinner and a show.
"But, alas..." She remained resilient to J-mo's relentless onslaught of self-promotion and "give me your phone number" requests, but at least J-mo actually tried...and tried...and there were witnesses to his efforts. However, it would be an injustice to J-mo to say he didn't make some progress that might not bear fruit in the future. Still, I got a kick out of how she would shift gears and suddenly show interest in the Root. Ah...entertainment. It's times like those, I'm glad I'm married...'cause I don't miss "playin' da game."
KEY PHRASES: "This is what it would sound like if Sandpeople sang worship songs." "I got your 'boost'..." "You still have a better chance that that 65-year-old dude who flirts with her, too."
KEY THOUGHT: "There I will go to the altar of God, to God – the source of all my joy. I will praise you with my harp (my guitar - my drums - my keybaord - my bass - my voice), O God, my God! Why am I discouraged? Why so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again – my Savior and my God!" - Psalm 43:4-5
I will praise him...again...
It's about "focus" - remembering what it's all about.
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