Saturday afternoons are family days out, of course they are.
On this Saturday I’m on stage with my guitar, playing a gig on the Harbourside.
Halfway through my set, I find myself counting the new-born babies amongst young couples, push chairs, breastfeeding mothers in the crowd and I suddenly lose track of the chord progression that I am in the middle of. I want to get off that stage! Three more songs to go.
Another wave of nausea.
I don’t like today.
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