Artisan Sanctuary Open Mic 12/13/18 Congestion Blues

Songs:

Better Days
If You See Her
Go Out And Get It
Logic And Lies
Ol' 55

(Jim Jacobmeyer: Photo Credit.   Looks are deceiving but I felt like death warmed over, but my voice held up)

The Flu crud continues to  kick my ass.   Thought going to get a burrito would help things, it did not.  Once again I had to make a 10 minute trip to the office while Glen Gardner started the open mic tonight.   Lauren was doing a song called Better Days so I thought I start the night off with my own version.

I had a slight fever, still hacking and coughing and feeling weak in the knees but from what everybody said, I sounded pretty good.  Saturday I couldn't sing Ole 55 outside a smoker's hack bellow; this time I actually did sing it fairly well without high note problems.  I could have gone on for another song or two but I ran out of gas.

Lauren took on American Pie and did an amazing job, even if she did use a cheat sheet she did it with style and grace.  Gregdon Cole had his puppets out for a Christmas segment and I took over.

Dave gave me a Line 6 foot pedal just in case I want to use mine, which I haven't used in over a few years. I have a feeling I'll probably sell the amp to him come next year.  He's moving in with Sharon in Anamosa this weekend.  Their relationship really sprung up big time.  I wish him well.

Continuing to work on Ol 55 and Go Out And Get It have been the biggest priority of this month, even tho' I have been sidelined with the fucking flu that will not go away.  It didn't sound right at Checkers' Wednesday and turns out I was rushing the song.  In due time, the more I work on songs, the more they reveal themselves, even tho' I'm not a fan of the Eagles, I do have their albums or most of them.  Julie can do Hotel California all she wants, I will stick with Ol 55 and Outlaw Man.

A very small crowd tonight and I spilled some water on  Demetrius on the way back to my seat, which really put me in a bad mood, but he shrugged it off.  I think he knew I wasn't feeling well, but I'm sure next time, he might return the favor.  Another Spinal Tap moment I could do without.

After getting home, i debated about giving Ron a buzz about practicing with him this weekend but I got the fucking chills again, so I will have to postpone that till maybe Monday.  If he's still on speaking terms with me by then.  But I'm getting fucking sick of this flu cold crap.  Either cure or kill me.