Lately, I've been getting my solo act down. This marks two weekends in a row that I played solo sets in Texas, and I've been able to recall lyrics, or at least fake my way through by mumbling or inventing funny lyrics about not remembering the actual words. It's been going over like a hit!
But I'd still rather not be a solo act. I just want to jam with great musicians and be the not-famous keyboard player behind somebody famous. Somebody like this cat I met in Nashville, Brian Krane. I'm hanging out with our mutual friend Michael right now, who I think would make a great guitar player for Brian.
Also here is Sep, who I met a couple days ago here in Austin. He wants to be our manager until Brian hits it big. Then it would go down like in "(This is) Spinal Tap," he says, with us suddenly firing him in the heat of the moment.
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