I played a good old fashioned rip roaring pub gig last Saturday with the Sonic Boomers at a country pub in an outdoor marquee. It was a bit cold and we were worried that there would not be enough brave souls willing to step out into the wild outdoors but we had a good crowd and we played well. For a brief moment it felt like old times again. This weeks going to be a quiet one though with no rehearsals or social contact so it may be a bit hard going.
I am still having a bit of a mental fight about certain aspects of my life. My inner life is very weird at times as is my inner dialogue. Yes I am strangely strange at times. Don’t overthink it is the rule. The old bones are complaining too as its raining again.
