My man, the first gig I ever had, two years ago, I was a total mess. I mean, I didn’t screw up or anything. But my hands were shaking all over the place, I spilled some of my drink on myself and basically I didn’t have fun at all.
At one point, my track was 8 beats away from ending and I didn’t load anything to come up next. That was my make-or-break moment, because I am very proud of my reaction: when I realized what was happening, I looped the very last two beats and loaded up my favorite track. While I admit they didn’t fit one another in terms of style, at least I avoided a crowded room and a few bartenders from looking at me straight-faced. 😀
