Well, the gig this weekend was incredible. There was a good amount of people that were there, and they all loved us! Our energy on stage could have been a little more dramatic, but we played really well and that's what matters most. I was particularly proud of the fact I barely made any mistakes...
I forgot how much I love performing. Our new drummer was really fun to perform with, and interacted with me more than anyone else in the band. That's what you get when you've got a veteran to play with I guess. There's one song that I sing lead on, and the lead singer plays bass. A lot of people told me that was their favorite song...which is cool I guess...but I don't want to be a lead singer! It was really fun to be out there though...I tried to be like Steven Tyler and it seemed to work. Good thing I'm such a spaz. :D
The worst part about the whole thing was seeing our old drummer and trying to be friendly. She tries to act like nothing is wrong, nothing happened, and we're still good friends. It really annoys me, and I want to say something to her, but on the other hand, I don't want to be a drama queen. Can't we just be cordial, say 'hi' to each other when we pass, and that be it? I have already told her I am not interested in being friends with her; she's a liar and a cheat and I don't care to associate with those types of people. When will she learn?
The other downer was how damn hot it was on that stage. It felt like it was 200 degrees...I was dripping and gross...here I go again re-visiting my sweat post. Goodness. I didn't feel so bad about it in this situation, though...it was really that hot. All my makeup was promptly melted off after the first two songs. Yuck.
The rest of the weekend was great. I ate a lot of junk food, sang by the campfire, and had some great conversations with friends. I can't wait for next Saturday...two shows in one day! Rock on!