So here I am, back from my third gig. Sitting down in my kitchen and enjoying terrific pasta that my girl cooked for me earlier today. What more could a man ask for?
The gigs have all been in the same place and it seems there is nothing that one could call normal with the job. Every single time something technical is or gets messed up at some point. This on one hand makes stuff pretty interesting but on the other hand somewhat troublesome. The customers in turn don't seem to follow any logic. Sometimes they dance and party to the fullest no matter how crappy the mixing is or what songs i play and on other times i can be running a perfect set with the songs that should by any sane logic fill the room and all that happens is that someone comes up and makes an request that seems like its from another planet. Still, for me, the most important things is that people enjoy their evening and i always try to adapt to that.
Tomorrow night its rinse and repeat.
I've found my life.
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