I’m doing my once-yearly (annual? anal?) checking-in on the blog to beg for good karma. Tonight at 11:15pm I’ve got a big audition. This is the one that could make me as huge as I think I already am. It’s the ground floor of a Brooklyn-based band called Outernational. Google it if ya want.
I never read this site (not out of hatred or disrespeck, but simply because I can rarely work a computer if it doesn’t involve a point-and-click link to a poker site) so what I’m posting probably counts as worthless spam. But I allow myself this Smoked Processed indulgence because I know a lot of the folks who do read this, and some of you are nice enough to consider me a friend in some regard. Therefore, I eagerly ask your thoughts/prayers/good karma tonight if you think about it. I cancelled a $400 fly date on 6-hour’s notice to do the audition, and those of you who know how deep my love affair with money is realize that’s a pretty big thing for me.
Disclaimers:
1. Auditioning for this gig does not mean I’m looking to quit your band, if I’m currently in your band. It just means I’m tired of churches and Bar-Mitzvahs, and I want a Grammy, dammit!
2. If I get the gig, I’m not necessarily moving to New York right away. I hate New York. Especially on my dime.
3. If you don’t hear about this gig from me within the next 3 days or so, it means I didn’t get it and I’m probably pissed off about that. You can still ask out of caring friendship, but I might not be very gracious or appreciate your concern. I love you, I really do, but I’m a d%&k.
If anyone still decides to throw some love my way, it is GREATLY appreciated!
Don’t be afraid to count each beat out loud, bands like that - especially if you substitute food names for each count. They don’t think it’s weird, promise.
Good luck bro!
I’m all over the good vibes, but I’ll go ahead and pray for you, too. I like to cover all my bases.
Kick some ass, friend.
If you really want to nail this, make sure you lead in to each song with “Uno…Dos…Tres…Catorce”.
Especially if it grooves in 6.
I echo Aly’s sentiment: Kick ass.
So…
I texted him last night, and he said he nailed the audition - doesn’t know if he got the gig yet, but he left the room feeling like he grabbed it with both hands.
I normally wouldn’t steal his thunder, but I know he doesn’t read the blog, and it would probably be months before he would see this.
Actually, I heard from him. They’ve booted Wolfie, and now he’s gonna play bass on the Van Halen tour. Great Job, Rosy!
Other than the Rangers scoring 30, this ^ is the funniest thing I have read all day. Thanks Corey.