First Time

I finally understand the exhilaration musicians get whenever they perform on stage, last Friday I got to play rhythm guitar for a friend of mine in a singing contest. You cannot imagine how tense I was days before the performance, during practice I kept on forgetting the chords of the song, or I would get lost in some points of transition. Thankfully though, we played quite well.

My first “gig” if you can call it that; finds its origin in a promise I made to Fred, who asked me if I would play for him should he join the said contest, I said “sure, why not”. I never actually thought he would join, but a promise is a promise.

When I said yes, I actually had several other reasons why I said yes, standard reasons being anything for a friend, (being connected to the earlier a promise is a promise), aside from these and others I will not mention.

In the past I have always found reasons to escape the chance to perform on stage. I have always also found the excuse not to practice playing the guitar. To be honest, I have always set aside practicing the guitar, because I was always afraid that I would never reach the level of playing I aspire to reach: The very fear of never reaching your dreams cliché.

I am glad that I did not attempt to escape from this performance, because aside from having fun, it made me develop a deeper love for performing music. I hope that my first time will not be the last…

Rock on!