There was a day this week when I woke up and was hit by an overwhelming feeling that it was a Ferris Bueller kind of bunking off sort of day.
But I didn’t.
Even though the feeling had an almost irresistible force, I stayed away from the dark side.
There was a time though…
Anyway, that’s not the point of this post.
Yesterday evening four of my colleagues and I had a scratch band practice after work.
Two acoustic guitars, two vocalists, and me, trailing along, hashing things about with my G&L plugged in to a small amp.
My own acoustic is out on loan.
In a mildly disorganised way we ran through some familiar numbers, and later on they worked through two songs I am unfamiliar with.
I got a round of applause for my lead vocals on Lindisfarne’s Meet Me On The Corner, but that was probably a sign for me to shut up.
For a couple of hours we had a good time, but it made me realise how out of practice I am.
We’ll see how many turn up next week (how many I’ve scared away).
Now that ain’t working
That’s the way you do it