It’s been exactly one month since we last talked. Why the wait, you ask?
Remember the reggae set that I was agonizing over? The one that was causing me to lose sleep and take long walks in the rain because it kept bombing and bombing and bombing in front of the downtown crowds?
Well, I didn’t want to hold palaver (Dark Tower whut whut!!) until I could show you how things transpired at the Hard Rock Cafe…
Long story short, I killed it, and by killing it I mean I got five applause breaks in the span of eight and a half minutes.
Now, could the start have been better? Of course! Could the delivery have been smoother? Sure! However, in terms of bringing everything that I’ve learned thus far to the stage, I couldn’t have asked for more.
But what most people don’t know is that I almost didn’t use that reggae set…
A lot of people were telling me (and understandably so!) that I should jettison my reggae set given it’s poor track record. It was a decision that haunted me more and more as the day of the show drew closer.
Ultimately, I reflected on the following points:
In the end, I decided to use my reggae set based on the fact that Quinn, the closest that I had gotten to performing in front of an urban crowd, had responded very positively to it.
In other words, I felt that I was making a good decision based on the information that I had available to me. Could it have resulted in a bad outcome? Sure. But as long as my decision-making process was sound, I’d be able to look at myself in the mirror the next day with a clear conscience.
We Run Shows, Shows Nuh Run We
Now, it’s time to think about running my own open mic where I get to host every week and hone my ability to work a crowd, improvise, and most importantly, figure out how to attract an audience and build a following.
Why build a following? For the sweet, sweet milk and honey that it will bring, of course! Excuse me miss, could I have this skank? No, I’m not calling you a skank…skank in terms of, hey wait, come back…crap…guess I’ll just have to skank alone…