This was rough show for me. Where should I begin? Many gauntlets crashed down on me as the night rolled on, and I did my best to not be annoyed; however, I found myself wanting to play better and tighter, but I couldn't. My hands didn't cooperate with my ears and mind. Sometimes, things just don't seem to gel. Whether it comes from not having good monitors to having extremely hot conditions in the venue (I know every one was feeling that), who knows, but some obstacles can prevent a musician or performer from feeling comfortable in order to get into a vibe to play well. That is what I want to try to capture in the studio: a vibe. And, that is what I want to capture live: that is, a working, creative atmosphere in order for music to breathe and take a life of its own.
Music is not science; well, at least, the music that I want to play must be evoked by the something beyond a formula. Who likes formulaic music? That is, what is music minimized to when things become a strategy of notes and chords instead of the inner workings of the soul. Formulaic music is fake and boring. It's hard to play meaningfully night after night. And, this night, things were not horrible, but they weren't great. Sorry to those of you who might of noticed this in my disposition. I was fighting a war up there. To those in the back, I hope you had a great time and felt something wonderful. Perhaps, next time I will be at peace with my hands and instrument.