Apart from that pitiful excuse of a solo called “Far Greater Love,” 1 I know, I know, I shouldn’t be too OC about it the group’s trip to CDO was a very enlightening experience for me. I never realized how far I could go for the love of this group.
I wasn’t supposed to go, there were so many reasons not to; My Dad’s birthday was the next day, we were only essentially spending one day there, and will only be able to do what we set out to do; the concert. 2 I can only speak for myself, but most of the appeal of any out-of-town trip is the excursion aspect of it We had another performance at Gesu the next day (Dad’s B-day)… oh, and I haven’t even factored in that solo cluster-fuck of mine that was slated to happen during the concert, nor having to sleep in the hallway for a while (being the idiot that I am, I had forgotten to take the keys from my room-mates).
Given I’m the type of guy who could refuse to be part of a gig for the simple reason of not wanting to wake up too early, yeah, this trip should’ve been a no-brainer for me. But for some inexplicable reason, I even found myself doing things I normally wouldn’t do… and quite frankly I try to look back, and I haven’t the slightest idea why I even had to volunteer doing them.
And given all the events that transpired before, during, and after – I find myself in this eerie state of serenity. It’s like everything I mentioned above is what I know I should be thinking… and I already know what I should logically be feeling because of it, but I’m not…
This was one strange weekend indeed. Read More
