Monday, December 26, 2005

Christmas blessings to everyone

Well, Christmas day has come and gone. Must admit, the Christmas spirit didn't really attack me until THE day. And now I'm tryingto hang onto it until the New Year at least. Perhaps one day I will be able to shut down, and take a REAL break - you know, the ones that last 3 to 4 weeks and leave you wondering why on earth you choose to live life at a rat's pace.

We've had STUNNING weather here in Jo'burg and I'm considering a spell in the African sun to get one of those 'bad' tans that make you old before your time. I know, I know, irresponsible, but hey, it gives you a dose of vitamin D, right?

I trust everyone has had a lovely Christmas with family and friends, lots of love, and feels all warm and fuzzy.

Be safe,

Thursday, December 08, 2005

You know you're too old to gig when...

You know you're too old to gig when.....

It becomes more important to find a place onstage for your box fan, than your amp.

You refuse to play out of tune.

Your gig clothes make you look like George Burns out for a round of golf.

Your fans have left by 10:30 p.m.

All you want from groupies is a foot massage.

Your aftershow party is at the International House of Pancakes

You love taking the elevator because you can sing along to most of your playlist.

You hire band members for their values instead of their talent.

Instead of a fifth member, your band wants to spring for a roadie.

You've lost the directions to the gig.

You need your glasses to see your amp settings.

You've thrown out your back jumping off the stage.

You're thrilled t o have New Year's Eve off.

The waitress is your daughter.

You stop the set because your bottle of Ibuprofen fell behind the speakers.

Most of your crowd just sways in their seats.

You find your drink tokens from last month's gig in your guitar case.

You no longer use a tip jar.

You refuse to play without earplugs.

You ask the club owner if you can start at 8:30 p.m. instead of 9:30 p.m.

You check the TV schedule before booking a gig.

Your gig stool has a back.

You're related to at least one other member of the band.

You need a nap before the gig.

You don't let anyone "sit in."

After the third set, you bug the club owner to let you quit early.

During the breaks, you now go to your van to lay down.

You prefer a music stand with a light.

You don't recover until Tuesday afternoon.

You can't operate without a set list.

You have a contract.

You say you double on bass.