crazy? don’t mind if i do!

I don’t know why I keep agreeing to play Ad·ver·sary shows at Zaphods. They don’t do anything but stress me out. I spend a week sleeping too much and at the wrong times, biting my nails bloody, and going over and over every note or loop or sample I might possibly play until I’ve overexamined it so much that it doesn’t sound like anything at all.

It’s not fun. It’s not something I secretly enjoy as part of the suffering of art, or anything. I just hate it. I don’t get this way when I play anywhere else, either. Not Montreal, not Europe, not The Batcave, nowhere. Just Zaphods.

Fuck.

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