Acoustic shock
Part of wanting to be a professional musician – and hopefully a superstar rocker – is playing live. Especially if you’re trying to get yourself noticed and not just leapfrogging over everyone by selling your soul to Simon Cowell! There are some weeks when I play a gig a night, occasionally with two sets each on Friday and Saturday. I’m amazed I still have any voice left come Monday morning, but when you start to get your name mentioned in local and regional press, or even further afield, it makes it all worthwhile. I will literally play anywhere I’m asked to (or paid to), but have always managed to avoid the acoustic set – until this week.
I don’t know what frightens me so much about being up on stage alone, without the support of my wee backing band and a bit of electricity, but whenever acoustic shows have been mentioned before, I’ve always managed to wriggle out of it. There was no way I could say no this time, unfortunately, as I had been asked to play at a house party/leaving do for a good friend of mine who is heading off to Australia. Which is how I came to be stood in the corner of a large living room, filled with friends and acquaintances, armed only with my guitar and a fixed grin, looking for all the world like a Doug Hyde print brought to life.
Everyone was very kind afterwards about my set and my music in general, but I know it wasn’t my best performance. A mixture of nerves and too much nerve-settling alcohol before I stood up made sure of that! I guess my acoustic nerves are going to be something I have to get over if I want to be that superstar rocker I’ve always dreamed I’d become. After all, Nirvana Unplugged was one of the best selling albums of all time; perhaps AC Unplugged could beat it one day?
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