Friday, November 10, 2006

How many beers can you drink and still play?

So there I am, chillin out at the Frog & Peach Pub, in downtown San Luis Obispo, on the back patio with 7 or so friends. According to my calendar I have the night off, and I was looking foreword to not playing for a change. I got to hang out and take it easy.

As it happened, I was 4 beers deep with a full pint in front of me when I received the call;

'Hey Forrestt, do you remember that I switched the dates on you, you're supposed to be here tonight'

Fortunately, I was a block away from the gig with my gear in the car. All my friends laughing at me, 'Forrestt's got a gig!', and looking at the full beer in front of me, chanting, 'pound, pound, pound, pound'

So I did what any red blooded male would do, I pounded the whole beer and went to my jazz gig.

I showed up with a posse of friends to help me load my equipment in, which made it look good to show up late.

And it turned out to be an incredible night. The place was solid packed, and everyone was paying attention and digging.

Some of the regular jazz heads that always show up at Grappolos told me that I played the best that they've ever seen.

But I was drunk!

Go figure.

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