ceciliatan

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I took a hot shower to ger the kinks out of my neck but at rehearsal I discovered that the band was at least as off kilter after a week off as my emotions were after the experience of the previous night. Part of that might have been that Ziggy, seeming contrite, was subdued and that made for an almost timid approach to his vocals, which made the whole rest of the band hesitant.

Which made me frustrated. Now was the time we needed to be gelling, so everything could be solid before I was about to disappear for six weeks. If this was how shaky things got after one week off, what would it be like when I arrived here on September 3? To try to inject some energy, Marvelle was overdoing it, while keying in to Ziggy’s reticence Bradley was underdoing it, Chris and Bart were taking their cues from me, and I was all over the fucking place.

I made us break to eat when we weren’t even really hungry yet.