On Saturday night, I had two gigs booked. Because the location of the two were close proximity, I figured things would be fine.
Normally after playing one gig I tend to be a little tired regardless of the duration. Having two gigs in two different locations, with different people each time, can be a little trying. Fortunately, for me both gigs went off without a hitch, but by the end of the second, I was mentally tired.
Well, when I arrived home and was unloading my gear, I quickly noticed that my bass amp was gone. I realized I left it in a parking garage where I played my second gig. I quickly called my friend who I had played with to see if she was still close to where we last played. In the meantime, I jumped back in my van and headed back down to the parking garage. Lucky for me, my bass amp was still where I had left it and my friend was able to pick it up.
Tired and exhausted with bass amp in-hand and a hard lesson learned, I went to bed with the feeling that I was given a very lucky break.
No comments:
Post a Comment