Need sleep. Really needed sleep. Really tricky though when we've got the bloody builders in from 7am, they're so loud.
Didn't get sleep. Spent the day in my room eating crisps and updating my calendar - now that my fringe run is (prematurely) over I need to keep busy. Sent a slightly insecure and stroppy message to my bandmates about the fact that they asked my dep if he could play the cajon...felt like I was being replaced. They seemed genuinely furious about the fact that I assumed they were going behind my back and that my reaction to this thought was to not discuss it with them, but form a jazz band. We discussed it in great detail tonight and I apologised for my insecurities. I just don't feel secure, right now...my dad is dying, one of my best mates tried to commit suicide last week, had a call from Suffolk Police tonight asking if I knew another one of my close friends as he's been missing now for 2 weeks. What's going on here? Maybe it's okay to be feeling a bit anxious at the moment, but it really does piss off the band to the extent I imagine they're losing patience with me.
Played a trio covers gig tonight which was nice enough, but it's not the fringe.
Booked a fully electric performance of The Make or Break Mixtape for early October in my favourite venue; we'll get it filmed as a promo and tour it around arts centres next year.
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