In performance, one must either sink or swim, and, I fear that during last night's Ear Spray gig at the Luggage Store, I sank.
Things started well: we had sketched out a three part piece, and the playing on the first part seemed fine and interactive.
After that, though, it was as if some veil came down over my perceptions, and I did not really "play", put just started doing random stuff. Weird.
I guess I'll chalk it up to the proverbial "off night"! Ah, well.
Still, it was fun to hang with Ann and Carlos.
PS-Subnaught was pretty great.