I am tired right now. Tired and I have a very light gig schedule this weekend. It has been a weird summer for music. The holes in the schedule have been gaping.
I’m used to 10-12 shows a week from March through August but it’s never been more than 6 a week this year. And this weekend, only 2 are booked.
I blame myself. I’ve depended on word of mouth for my solo work and the band’s de-facto ‘manager'(the bass player) to book the gigs when I should’ve been takin’ a more active part in promotion.
I have the personality, knack and people skills for the job but I’ve been lazy. I wanted other folks to talk to the venues. And,after all their talk, especially the bass player’s, all we get is a couple of meatless bones thrown at us once or twice a week, once or twice a month.
This is not acceptable to me now that I have a family to support. Well, a woman to whom I send money every week. She has 3 kids, several sisters, brothers and a mother. I’ve adopted them just like I’ve adopted Joey. They are my family and I’ve made it my mission to provide for every one of them.
Every single one.
That’s why 2-6 gigs a week is not acceptable.
I’ve never felt this way before but…