Right on! The use of rustic in the last post was awesome!

I have a gig comedy story I can add to this one- It helped me to learn just to find a zen place in my mind and have fun but be in a chill state. But here's how it started, and talk about losing yourself in the moment... myself and 3 other guys were doing some gigs randomly as a 4 piece, covering old 60's AM and garage rock standards: i.e., Gloria, Sometimes Good Guys Don't Wear White, Only Everything, Hey Joe, blah blah...

so it was around the holidays and we were all nervous and antsy and stuff (our singer was ((and is)) the most high strung person you'd ever meet-the boy could make a bottle of xanax have a panic attack)... anyway, so we're getting ready to go on after this blaring punk rock band (they were kinda punk-by-numbers- they were from CT, so my brother started calling the singer JOhnny Groton. heh- we're dorks...anyway)

So just before we go on, we see like 5 people dressed like santa claus rolling into the bar, then a few more and so on... once we started our set, we had like 100 or so people dressed like santa who were drunk as hell and rowdy as anything I've ever seen, except this 1 guy who was dressed like Abe Lincoln. I don't have a word to describe how surreal a slam-pit of drunk santas and punk rockers is while your band plays Gloria for like the 3rd encore at an unpublicized bar gig. I have taken stage performance with a grain of salt since that time- it's all in good fun, but the word for that night was "befuddled."

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