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Post 1560, Day 348 of 2015
- 1,809 days since I started this blog -
- 1,809 days since I started this blog -
Daily Comment
On Saturday, I played a 'substitute' gig with Bradshaw Blues (me substituting for the potential future bass player for the band).
I came in, set up, got a bar stool to sit on, and was ready to start early. Chad had forgotten to bring my pay for the last gig which had given him a check, and said he would bring it to the next gig (in two weeks).
But then the gig started. It was the best gig ever with Bradshaw Blues. The best sounding gig, one of my personal favorite performances, and the most fun I've ever had with Chad. Why?
Because, as a 'sub', I was completely detached from the group dynamic. No expectations, good or bad, about 'enjoying' the gig. My job was to play bass. Nothing else. No bullshit. I showed up, set up and was ready to play a little early, had a few friends come to see us, showed a good attitude, played my ass off, tore down, loaded out, got my pay and left.
It was very efficient.
But the playing was fun, the playing was good. This is the first gig I can remember playing seated for the whole gig, and I was relaxed, and loose. There was the 'easy' I'd been looking for from the beginning of this project.
I started thinking, maybe if I could stay in this role, play like this going forward, I wouldn't have to leave the group after all. I would even give up part of my pay for not helping with anyone's load-in, load-out and setup. Then I remember various times Chad suggesting that I should 'dance around' to look better and more energetic, or behave a certain way between songs... Or the many times he was flat out rude to me. I know that he would find that deal unacceptable.
I read somewhere that it is important to accept people who rub you the wrong way. You need to be thankful to have them in your lifeI was standing around after load-out, talking with someone before I went back in for my pay, when an audience member, maybe a little tipsy, staggered out of the bar, walked up to me, and asked, "Is your lead singer always an asshole?".
Now that I think of it, I really can't see me staying on. The next night, I gave Chad's number to a couple of good bass players I know, and told them about the profitable gigs with the band.
And after work today, I drove to his house to pick up the forgotten pay. It was short.
Previous Weight (12/11): 204.2 lbs.
Net Loss/Gain: - 0.0 lbs.
Diet Comment
This past weekend, I was (nearly) completely on plan, but I did eat a lot. The only exception was Saturday night dinner, when I had meat loaf, which is typically made with bread crumbs. That's it! I was good, and I ate a lot of food. A lot!Diet Comment
A Quest bar.
Lunch
Roasted turkey breast chopped salad: shaved Parmesan cheese, baby kale, baby spinach, chard, cole slaw mix and balsamic vinaigrette. |
Roast beef and a Quest bar.
Snack
A Quest bar.
Liquid Intake
Espressos: 2; Coffee: 24 oz.; Water: 104+ oz.
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