I hope this isn’t a repeat thread, but I write to advise that …
On Sunday, I am singing and playing an old vaudeville tune called “After You’ve Gone.”
In front of about 50 guitar players and our gypsy jazz mentor, on 4 or 5 continents. I am not nervous.
Not a bit.
It’s a closed zoom meeting controlled by our mentor, so you will be unable to zoom in and watch me die, I think,, but I’ll redo it on my vimeo channel soon and you can watch me die there.
I’ve been doing crazy s–t ike this since 8th grade.