Tonight I played at a house party. It was awesome. The hosts were cordial, and the attendees were wonderfully-supportive. There were all sorts of other bands there. As such, the between show chatter surrounded band-related stuff with a healthy dose of cover-band hatin’. Thank you! It was refreshing to have those conversations. I felt at home with those people.
For my set, I blasted through many of the songs from Faraway Farm and ended with Kirsten Dunst, per Tony’s request.
I noticed that I wasn’t really nervous at all, and I don’t know why. 10 years ago, I would have been shitting bricks at the thought of standing in front of a bunch of people in a basement playing my own music. I also warmed up in front of the neighbors from my back porch before leaving and didn’t feel nervous about that either. Maybe it’s confidence; maybe it’s a sense of a bigger world. Honestly, I kind of miss feeling nervous before shows.