Distracting distracted distractions
I popped into the personals to look around today.
Not because I'm at all ready to be dating again- just as a distraction. It certainly didn't fill me with hope. This is not to say that when I'm ready to date again that I'll feel the same way as I do now- but man. There's just so much predictable stuff out there. The worst to me is the hipster/cynic, who actually comes off as pretty entertaining from time to time in that barbed sort of way. But ig.. it just really turns me off. The problem is that I'm just interested in chemistry- certainly a physical one, but equally/more important is the kind of chemistry that produces long and compelling conversations, and that isn't something that comes through in a profile- or often on the first date for that matter.... We'll see how I feel when I'm ready to enter the fray again, but it'll be a while. I wish it was now, as it would sure provide a nice distraction for the ever present owee bits. Perhaps them owee bits are helping to distract me from the nervousness of getting out to perform. Speaking of:
I scouted out places to perform today. I didn't really come up with any earth shattering places, but i think I know where I'll end up. At first, I found this pretty dead spot over by the cable car near Ghirardell square. I don't like that the audience is captive on one hand, but it would make them really fun to screw with! The other drawback is that there is this kind old hippy guy playing guitar, and I think I'll have to snuff him out, if ya know what I'm sayin'! I might try it out, but first, I think I'm gonna enter the hotbed, and dive right into the highest traffic places.
The first that I found, was here. Last time I was here was on a weekend, and there was a guy set up with P.A and a ton of instruments. Perhaps I could trade off with him, as at the tie, he was on a break. As you can see, on a tuesday at 4 p.m., nobody is here. There were enough people milling about that I'm pretty sure I could get a crowd. We'll see.
Now- this is the main pitch. This is the place. As you can see, here we have a couple of silver guys. They are ubiquitous in one form or another. Are they robots? They won't tell you.
A half hour later, the spot is free. I'm gonna try to work it at these slow times and see how it goes. I'm setting a money quota for myself that i am aiming for. I'm prepared to put in the time and effort to make it happen.
At Pier 39, there's actually a stage that street performers get booked for. I can't remember who told me that they know the person who does the booking, but it doesn't matter. The stage has this giant sign that says something like: "Crystal Geyser presents:" blah blah blah. Dave and I have not worked the last number of months to do a crystal geyser commercial. Probably the only company that I could see promoting in any way would be Apple, since love Macs, and am running the show off of one... but are sponsors realy necessary?
The big, fat words of eeno at June 09, 2004 02:17 AM