I got up still full of the thoughts of yesterday, as I went for the fags and coffee. I realize I am currently experiencing the aftermath of one of those 'meltdown' things (the word gets on my nerves, but that's what it's called). As usual this stuff will be foremost in my mind, and will keep going round and round until I'm able to resolve it.
I'm supposed to be playing carols this afternoon, and that's in addition to my usual stuff, but unless something has been done about the incessant loud talking, I shan't play. I'll take both my keyboard and myself straight home. I know that will upset me too, as I really look forward to playing, but I just can't cope anymore with the sort of shit I've had to cope with. Besides, why should I? No classical musician would be expected to play a recital with people talking loudly some ten feet away, and with their mobiles playing loud and extravagant ringtones. It ain't right. It won't do.
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