One of my old bands (Hippie Go Lucky) got conned into doing a gig this weekend. A private party. Small gathering.
We’ve rehearsed three times in the last few months, which isn’t much considering we haven’t played in two or three years, and I haven’t touched my bass more than a handful of times since then. I’ve pretty much hung it up. My hands cramp up after just a few songs and it’s painful to play. And I can’t remember how half the songs go.
But, okay, I’ll do the gig this weekend. We’ll see how it goes…
Here’s a clip of the last time we played, years and years ago. You can see why we’re not famous.