Sunday, August 29, 2010

My stomach is in my throat...

So tonight is the Centennial Museum show and I'm nervous as all hell. At the same time I feel that I've practiced my everloving butt off, I also feel wholly and completely unprepared.

Gah. Gah. Freaking Gah.

I've told a number of people who have said they'll be there tonight, but I'm torn between wanting this huge amount of moral support (my friends and family will be kind if it's horrible) and wanting absolutely no one I know there (I'll never have to look strangers in the face if it's horrible).

My vocal range as of the last week or two has been pissing me off, not doing the things I want it to do.. I feel almost silent. I'm hoping this is something that can be remedied when I'm singing through the mike.

I want to do a final run-through of the songs today, but I'm afraid if I do that, my fingers will be sore for the actual show, so I might just go through a couple of the ones I'm not so sure about.

I'll be avoiding milk today (aside from the tiny bit in my coffee). I'm on at 7.

Breathe, Andie. Breathe.

1 comment:

  1. Use the Force, Andie!

    Other than that... knock that shit out the park, yo. You know you're talented, you know what you can do... so don't sweat it.


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