Empathy No. 023
08/02/02, Diary entry 417
Okay Gary, I'm writing this all here because I know I won't ever have the nerve to say any of it to your face:
I am NOT going through that again. EVER. And if this is what dating a musician is like, then I'm not doing that again, either. It's not like the show was bad or anything, it went really well in fact, but you know why? Yours Truly playing social director all night. I don't have the strength for it.
Let me go into some detail on what my night was like, because I want a nice fresh record someday when someone asks me to do this again. I'm there at Littlefoot Hall or whatEVER the hell that place was called nice and early. I'm carrying gear (do I look like a roadie?) and doing my part to make the place look decent. When everyone shows up, I'm hopping all over the place trying to manage everyone, find the important people and kiss a little ass. I had like ten minutes to myself the whole night - it was SO exhausting.
But the effort showed, because the show was damn good. The crowd was big, Gary was phenomenal as always, and everyone else was good. Other than the frontman, I mean - yeah, Gary, I know he looks sexy, but couldn't you find one who can actually SING? Just wait until school starts and hit up the choir room, I'm sure one of those dudes wants to be a rock star and any of them would be better.
You know who was actually really cool about this, though? Roderick. He had to sit around that place for an hour and a half and lug gear and everything, and he didn't whine. Any normal person would have said something, but he just went along. And Gary - who is really so sweet, I hope he understands that if he ever sees this - was really nice about it, too. He even offered to teach new stepbro how to play guitar. I'd watch it, Gary, knowing this kid he'll be better than you by next month. Just what this kid needs, something else to be good at.
Gary says they're planning to play in front of the school next at one of the homecomings. Is that really a step up? It's a big giant crowd, so maybe it really is. Well, they're a lock, I think. Shitty singing or not, Cobalt Sky is still the best band they're going to find at Redgrove.