Same O, Same O, Can’t Be My Game O

Every month it’s the same. I seem to be making money on Friday but, come Tuesday, I have zero. I seem to be busy but, after two days off, I’m borrowing cash from friends. Again.

I’m tired of this and I tell myself, every month, “This month is going to be different.”

But, it’s not been different, not yet. Not yet.

It’s not that I’m doing the same thing and expecting different results. It’s not that at all. I’ve been digging deep every day. Taking new approaches toward promoting myself, my band and my music. Working social media and courting booking agents. I’ve never been one to tout my talent and ability but I’m learning to do that now.

And, I’m finding out, I’m pretty damn good at it. Pretty damn good at telling folks I’m the complete musical entertainment package. Pretty damn good at putting on a show and leaving folks satisfied but eager to come back for more.

Yeah, I’m still having to field the sceptical club owner’s most consistent question, “What’s can you do to keep the twenty somethings interested, Oldtimer?”

“The same thing I do to keep the nursing home crew interested. I give them an opportunity to get down, party and forget about life for awhile.”

So far, none of these owners realize the last five words of my spiel are ripped off from Billy Joel’s “Piano Man.” And, so far, I get more bookings now that I’ve amped up my pitch.

But, still, far as I’m concerned, I’m still 3 or 4 shows short a week, almost every week.

I hope and pray this is not the case by 4th of July.

I have people depending on me.


About joefingas

I am a songwriter, poet, blues singer, and a boogie woogie piano player. I have a grandson but I have no children of my own. All my women have wised up and left me. I was a bum, a wino, a drug/alcohol counselor, a prevention/intervention specialist and a pretender. I have no more time to pretend.
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2 Responses to Same O, Same O, Can’t Be My Game O

  1. It’s been a while since I’ve visited your blog, but each post has me reading back in the archives for more. Your writing is so beautifully lyrical, your words elicit emotion from the reader. It’s so alive, I feel I’m there and immersed in your world. I’d forgotten what I was missing. Bravo!

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