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Saturday, February 9, 2008
remember when i said to pretend?
those months spent away from the scene has really destroyed my nerves. i could barely keep my hands from shaking and my legs from going numb. i hate stage fright. i don't know why i put myself through that kind of nonsense. it is not fun realizing that you've forgotten what riffs or lyrics comes next or that your guitar isn't even making a sound because in your daze you fail to realize that your effects died mid-way through the first verse. so the band's plan to go crazy on stage wasn't fulfilled because we were all too busy trying to keep our nerves in control (nerves plus riffs don't go well together) - well except for tabarriobaboycarrabao, that boy has no shame and therefore killed the drumset. i should have drunk a vat of beer before going on stage, it's easier to face the crowd when one is buzzed. oh wells, i had fun nonetheless. it may not have been a perfect set but at least we're back - it feels good to be back. i think i need to work on my stamina though. i could hardly breathe halfway through our set. i also don't think i've ever released that much sweat in my life, i was practically drowning. but of course, because of that exposure to harsh lights and sick sweat my skin has burst into rash once again. screw this stupid skin disease. hate hate. i have the world's most sensitive skin. i should get a skin transplant. next gig: Feb22, Saguio Makati. with Taken by Cars, Moonstar88...etc and yes anthony, i'll try to drop by the sex-shop especially for you. wouldn't it be lovely to do nothing but play shows? 11:44 AM
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