Open Mic Night: Round Two

I went to open mic night again at Hannigan’s yesterday. I was standing at the bar, ordering, when Andres, my English friend came up to me. We greeted one another and I told him I was just there to take in the music, and not to play. He gave me a sly look, and when my beer arrived, he pointed at it and said, “Right then, I’ll just let you lubricate yourself and we’ll chat later.” Well, later came and I told Andres I’d take the stage for a song. I only did it because I was seriously jonesing and I needed my guitar fix. But also, a lot of my friends where there and Andres, that “cheeky little twit,” proposed the idea of me playing when we were all together. So I played Long Black Veil, an American folk song of unknown origins. And in this unbiased observer’s opinion, I rocked it. My voice was cooperating and that guitar was made for folk. It was a great night, all in all. Only, there was a point when all the girls wanted to hear about Maren. Don’t get me wrong, I could sing her praises ‘till the cows come home, and I did. But talking about all the things that make her so great, really made me miss her. But, I cheered myself up and even accompanied Andres on the bongos while he played a simple little reggae song. Then I took the stage again as the night was winding down and a good time was had by all. But I can’t help feeling that weasely little Brit is just using me for my quasi-talent…

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