In Continuum.

Concert by the Dining Table

When asked why ive never had the experience of abrasion in my inner thighs,or blisters under my feet after long agonizing route marches,i always shrug and tell my friends that i havent a clue,that having thick skin mightve been in the genes or something(My dad's feet feels like steel).I guess "Thick Skin" meant both literally and figuratively in my life,which can be a good and a bad thing if you think about it.

The ever growing desire to go onto stage and perform is just...in me i guess.Of course,i have not advanced to the stage where i actually have the guts to do it alone,or start a ten minute solo performance.I am,just not good enough.Simply speaking.Oh well,the last few experiences that i had with a big crowd(Six hundred strong)and a stage was back in camp last year during my battalion's anniversary.When asked for a volunteer to perform everybody had their fingers pointed at me.

My neighbours are a nice bunch of people,always treating their relatives to nice dinner and stuff.Throw noisy parties for their kids and ordered food through catering services.All and all,they are nice people and today they showed their acts of kindness again by inviting a whole bunch of their relatives over to have a second round of reunion dinner,it seems.

So there they were,adults bringing kids and stuff.I was just minding my own business at the dining table,playing the guitar.I mean,i love playing the guitar at two places in my house.Three,to be precise since the third is not exactly...conventional.

1)Balcony,for the pure joy of seeing the rest of the world under my feet while i play.
2)Dining Table,for the echo effects bouncing off the walls.
3)Toilet.Yes,you saw that right.The echo effects here are a.m.a.z.i.n.g.

Sadly,i dont get to do the third very often.I mean,let's imagine you are upstairs on the twentieth floor toilet.Upon your throne sit with the morning's newspaper in your hands,minding your own business,literally.Then from down below you hear a crazy guy playing guitar and singing at the top of his lungs in the toilet.Now,that's going to sound very weird,not just the bad singing but the fact that the dude below was holding a concert in the toilet.That's a weird confined place to do that,and to be honest it is going to give a bad impression to the neighbours for sure.Next time they see you in the lift they are going to give you that queer eye,thinking "That's the one".

Anyway,i had a little mini-concert by the dining table for myself tonight.So happened to have a couple of unaware audience next door,but i didnt mind.It was one of those nights,when i cant keep my fingers still i guess.I had a few songs in my to jam,and the feeling just came and my fingers danced on the fret boards.My set piece included:

1)Why Georgia
2)St. Patrick's Day
3)No Such Thing
4)Daughters
5)Don't Panic
6)City Love
7)Why did you Mess with Forever?
8)Good Love is on the Way (I tried,anyway)
9)3x5
10)Love Song for No One
11)Comfortable
12)Random jamming

Not too bad for a concert out of impulse,but hey i enjoyed myself.My fingers are sore now as i type this little entry,but i guess it's all worth it.I am thick skinned,so sue me.Especially when my neighbour holds those gatherings with church members,and then start to hold hands and sing some holy songs.Holy hell,my neighbour Mr. Wong can not sing,seriously.But he loves it,and it doesnt seem like anybody's gonna stop the man anytime soon.

Oh well,ive been thinking about set pieces,what im going to play during a mino-showcase,if i ever get the chance with my friends.Wouldnt it be cool?Now,here's the set piece,in exact order from the beginning to the end.The dream set piece that i have in mind.

1)Politik by Coldplay
2)Who Did You Think I Was? by John Mayer Trio
3)Island in the Sun by Weezer (Acoustic)
4)St. Patrick's Day by John Mayer (Acoustic)
5)In my Place by Coldplay

Fingers crossed.Prayers said.Hoping for the best and being wistful.;)