I rushed my set again last night.  I keep doing this.  It used to be about not having the set get cut, fitting as many songs as possible, filling up the “alotted time.”  I practically made my songs go from languid love ballad to Ramones short and punk.

I still had that mentality at the benefit show I opened last night, even though it was our night and there was a little cushion of time around each act.  I rushed.  I guess it’s a little about nerves but it’s mostly about “getting through” it, not because I want to be done with it but rather…hmmm…what?….feeling lost?

Last summer, I finally realized that I should play less. Just because I have forty minutes to play doesn’t mean every second has to be filled to smoosh in an extra song.

Note to self again:  even less is more.