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[13 Aug 2006|08:51pm] |
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Flogging Molly - 7 Deadly Sins |
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I haven’t played in a long while (and drunken playing doesn’t count). She wants me to play for her. I am nervous. I am not that good, and I don’t know where my sheet music is to practice.
Music like all things is just something I do simi-well. I can draw well enough that people know what I am drawing, but its not great. I can play well enough that people can tell what I am playing (a piano, lol, no…I mean song), but nothing great. I write well enough that people can see what I am thinking.
I am not amazing at any one thing. I wish I had something that I was amazing at.
Still I am nervous and excited about seeing her again. I want to play well, and I want that excitement that was there before to still be with us. In retrospect this time was not a big deal, but somehow it feels pretty huge to me.
Considering how much I am worrying about this, I think its safe to say, I obviously like her alot.
Tonight, I will blow the dust off my keyboard and play again. Get those fingers limber.
For now…I must wait out the last bits of work.
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