Up later than I’d like (though earlier than late), and have coffee.
I have a to do list, but ultimately none of it gets done. Still too distracted for anything serious that requires concentration, annoyingly. I do some practice, but am generally bewildered. This goes on all day. Useless.
In the evening, I walk up to the Library – my usual guitar just having had its strings changed, I take the ancient 70s Ovation. This doesn’t fit in the gigbag (it has a significantly longer scale length), so I have to put it in its original and rather heavy brown Ovation case, and lug it. However, lug it I do all the way to Islington.
Arrive at the VAC.
Not quite as overstuffed as on some previous weeks.I have a seat behind someone who never stops moving, which I find – in my intolerant snowflake way – difficult to live with.
It’s a more traditional VAC where many of the performers have buggered off after they’ve played – but that sort of goes to show that they don’t get it. The audience that’s left is one of quality, certainly. If, perhaps, a bit overbeered in some quarters.
When I go out to tune my guitar, the person on immediately before me is tuning his. Sort of. He’s had a number of beers while waiting to play, and is unhappy that having arrived early he’s playing so late – but surely David lets performers choose their slot in the order of arrival (I have to play late, but I like to play late). Anyway, he manages to break my clip-on tuner, and almost does the same with his guitar, which plummets to the stairs. I tune it for him.
Anyway, my performance is fine – Shame and Sem Nome, which I don’t bugger up at all. It’s nice to play the old Ovation, it’s just a shame that it doesn’t have a cutaway (which gets in the way of playing some pieces). It certainly sounds great – despite the fact that the newer Ovation has a top-of-the-line preamp and this one no preamp at all. They really knew what they were up to in the mid-70s, I have to say.
The walk back with the big Ovation case is quite different from the walk with the gigbag on my back. Perhaps it will give a small workout to my arms. It could be the germ of a fitness plan – the Walking Unnecessarily Long Distances With a Guitar Case Fitness Plan.
Whether it’s the walk or the performing, I feel significantly less bewildered now. Let’s see how I feel tomorrow.