same old

another friday. another show. more bands. new people. mics and wires and plugs and extensions and powerstrips. soundboards and lightboards and computer screens and talking and schmoozing and loud music and hype and downtime and weird videos of japanese people playing matrix pingpong. and then i'll go home and hope the show didnt tank and do it all again next week. throwing shows is only fun when you're not the one who rides the line. even during a good show i'm a mess.