Big Gig

So the band I am in, Piper Down, is playing a concert at my house this week. We were supposed to play at a coffee shop but unfortunately the shop closed. So we decided to have a show anyway.

After we were done rehearsing yesterday, James, the guitar player, looks at me and asks, “Well, what did you think of that?”

It was odd and odd I suppose because oddly enough I had no idea what to think of it.  I play the fiddle and am used to playing with just a guitar player so when we added a bass and some percussion, I was like, what is all that noise coming from behind me…

Whoever thought they were in control of what this band was going to sound like is clearly not in control anymore. It’s like Frankenstein’s monster in that we have no idea what we have created, but of course that in no way will stop us from unleashing it on the world. . Lord have mercy on anyone who gets in the way.

But it’s not really a new feeling or me. I get that same feeling often with some of my pieces of furniture.  I think, where in the hell did that idea come form and how did it it end up made out of wood.

Though maybe that’s the secret to these interesting developments. You just plant the seed, do a little cultivating and weeding and get out of the way. Let nature do the work. From a small acorn…

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