Sick Days
“The show must go on!” We’ve all heard this phrase as audience members, but now that I’ve joined the ranks as a musician chasing paper, I know what this means: There are no sick days in the show business, just cancellations.
I’ve played three gigs with a pretty deep cut on my index finger. It’s the type of cut that only affects my guitar playing during full bar chords. For the guitar players, you now what I mean. Those chunky F chords (133211). And of course, this was a self-afflicted injury. I was cutting a bagel Wednesday and sliced my finger, clumsily. I tried playing with a bandaid on Thursday, but adhesive tape doesn’t create a nice guitar tone.
So the show must go on, or the money must be returned! Fortunately, I can play a few inversions and just limit those bar chords. For those attending our Tawas show at Mr. Jack’ss Bar tonight, don’t worry if you see a little blood on my Taylor guitar’s headstock. That’s just the signs of dedication.
