Please don't mess with me

Wow. What a hectic week...Christmas happened which I always have in my head as this big holiday - which is absolutely is not - then James Brown tribute gig and Henry's Christmas/Boxing Day afterparty extravaganza which is becoming a funny tradition, one which I hope lasts many years to come. I love that god-awful Espy front bar on Christmas night, it's the weirdest, bizarre-est vibe but it's warm and light you know. We got in around 4am then we had a gig with Frida yesterday on Boxing Day, one which went along quite well....

I had work today (and the next two days...) and another gig tonight with Nebraskatak, and I'm hoping to also make it to The Cactus Channel gig at the Curtin which is ALSO tonight...man alive...

I love being busy, especially on the holidays. But the business of busyness is complicated for me because I also kind of hate it too. I feel as though it's very hard for me to be completely lost in a moment, because I'm always thinking about the next thing that must be done. And when I'm there, it's the next thing, then the next, and the next...it's endless. This, paired with the inevitable anxiousness that accompanies irregular mealtimes and large amounts of holiday food, plus the coffee that I am constantly guzzling in order to stay conscious during all these commitments, and I am a hurricane. 

I look forward to gigs because the only way to perform well is to be truly and completely in the moment. I can become who I need to be with little difficulty, because for some reason it's almost always very easy to become 'ready' to play a gig.