Last night was the last acoustic night of the year. We've had about six or seven in the past year, September-August, (remember I live in a college-town; years go with the school year). I had my debut at the last acoustic night. I favored the audience with a little tune by my friend, Justin Bieber. It wasn't as bad as I was anticipating. So I decided to give it another shot last night. This time I played a more difficult song (Long, Long Time by Linda Ronstadt). The song is a bit of a downer, but it's beautiful.
It came to be my turn to go, so I made my way to the chair. The microphones were already set up and there was even a stand to put my music on. However, because the only light we had outside was shining at me, I couldn't really read the chords. Oh well. Also, I was attacked by kamikaze bugs the whole time.
Was I fantastic? No. But it felt great to play and sing my heart out.And that is why I have loved playing the guitar. Not because I'm great, but because it gives me the chance to sing. And I love to sing.
Thank you beautiful weather, good friends, and a guitar found at the DI for providing me with a pleasant and fulfilling performing experience.