Aftermath

It is now nearly two in the afternoon on a Tuesday. I would have liked to blog about my gig the moment I got home last night, but I was too tired and full of wine and whisky.

Last night was a complete success! There were even a good four people in the audience I didn’t know from before, and I just about made money. I needed 24 paying customers in order to cover the fee for the sound guy, and I got 30. So, yay! Paid gig! I made enough money for… Half a night out? A decent dinner at a restaurant? Parking? In any case, at least I didn’t lose money, and that’s definitely something.

Given that I didn’t get to promote the thing all that well, what with being ill and all that, I’m certainly not disappointed. My audience seemed to enjoy the show (even if most of them were my friends), and while I played quite a few wrong notes (I’m not used to playing instruments in front of people; this is something I’ll have to work on) there were no catastrophic fuck-ups.

Pic, courtesy of my brother:

Glenruben was there with his camera, so better pics are to come, but he hasn’t uploaded them to the web yet.

I think, in the end, I played 19 songs. Some were covers, but most of them were my own. Robot Fuck went down well, as usual, and my friends have renamed At Least My Friends are More Fucked Up than Me, to The Rooster Song. Don’t ask. You had to be there.

I don’t really know what else to add… I had fun, mu audience had fun, it was generally fun.

Many, many thanks to Morten, for being supportive and driving my piano back and forth, and not drinking, to Sebastian for being my door man and pushing fliers on everyone when they were leaving, to Glenruben for taking photos (both at the gig and for the promo material), to Trond the sound guy who made sure I could hear myself, and of course to everyone who showed up to support me. You guys rock! <3

The next gig will be even more amazing!