Signups were at 7, I strolled in at 7 after and was 7 on the list. My name in pencil as a testament to this little car-wash of fear for my soul.
I sat down in a chair next to a person I knew from a past life – he was already drunk – I used to be his boss – he reminded me that I was his best boss and I was a good guy ~ life takes strange twists and turns. (drunk may be his normal state- he did not look well)
A snarky old guy with a leather hat approached and grabbed his coffee from the table next to me – Oh no, I sat in his seat! I apologized; he snarked back “I’m standing right here!”
This is a great start – my alcoholic ex-coworker drunk off his ass and I’ve pissed off one of the regulars here in this little theater – Somehow all this is good with me – I mean; the water you swim is the water you swim – but you swim anyway.
We are told that instead of the three songs, we will only do two, due to the large amount of sign-ups— Maybe 11 total? And then go around a second time for one more.
I’ve moved to a new spot in this little theater – away from all the strife at the entrance – I meet another new guy – he is a drummer, seems to be a good guy.
Let the show begin –
And it did.
By the time it got to me – I was ok with going up on stage for the first time – I had trouble getting my guitar to work – but the host was very gracious in helping —–
I sang and played “Mississippi Kid” by Lynyrd Skynyrd – My version bears little resemblance to the original – I go straight 12 bar blues on my acoustic guitar – I love the song and the snarling attitude of it – My version is closer to that of Jerry Lee Lewis (but I humbly submit that my performance is just a wisp of smoke compared to the fire of the original “killer”).
I told the audience that it was my first time and I was only good for one tune –
And I did it!
By the time I got to the last verse, I was dancing a bit and enjoying myself.
It won’t be my last
I will be going back.
For a few moments that night – I was the “Mississippi kid”!
Notes: I bought a new acoustic guitar last March for my birthday and I play it every day – (maybe I’ve missed a total of a week if you add all the days I couldn’t play in the last 10 months)
On February 1st (exactly 14 months to the day I lost my wife, for those of you that know me) I stepped on a stage and did an open mic.
It went well – I am not ruining this post with actual video; but that is probably coming!
I did mess with guitar in my earlier life, never anything past the tinkering stage and never complete songs.
And I never tried to sing before.
But, so what?
Life is to live.
Question: What would be your song if and when you do (did?) this?