My friend Robyn recorded this bit of my concert...it's the first time in my entire life of guitaring that I have felt completely and utterly comfortable performing in front of people. Not a nerve in sight...Seriously, this is a major win on the battle of stage fright which has made performance a necessary evil. This time it was decidedly joyful!
What made the difference, you ask? I've narrowed it down to three possibilities: 1) I was surrounded by people I love. 2) I was wearing my sparkly kimono diva dress (designed and constructed by the one and only Jill Bowen) that has magical powers tucked into those massive dangling sleeves or 3) I has such a terrible experience blowing out a friend's $700 borrowed acousting amplifier just moments before showtime that I exhausted the mental receptors usually reserved for performance anxiety. I had nothing left to give the nerves after a solid ten minutes of swearing as smoke and fried electronic stench poured from that machine as if the wizard of oz was only moments away from cracking open the lid and leaping out. It was a disaster that only *I* am capable of orchestrating. Truly.
Now, was it any of the above three options? Who knows. I hope I can recapture it next time without needing to destroy things first.