after debating for about five minutes, i say to myself, "self, there's plenty to talk about, a lot actually happens in your life. so stop downplaying your life, pimpin"
i really do call myself pimpin on occasion.
but what all happened?
well it was a very slow week, a whole 3 shows. 2 of them on the same day. this whole week was post savannah, ga, so everything is going to seem slow. but we did stop by this place called south of the border. it was a fun, hilarious place that reminds me of the type of humor from the show family guy.
but there was a lot of sleeping going on in north carolina (said with southern belle-type dialect). let's skip on over to friday, our busiest day. we had two shows in the same place so no set up/break down required in between.
but our contact was quite possibly the crunkest/hypest person ever. the show was in an athletic complex...the basketball gym area. when we arrived and began to set up, we heard music. not just any music, but the hip hop instrumentals designed for getting the crowd into whatever game is being played...or even the music that cheerleaders do their dance routine to.
but it was almost 100% unadulterated bass. i was amazed and in pain at the same time. it was so loud.
the music kept playing as we finished setting up and the kids arrived in the building. they were being simply kids - dancing to the music and talking.
now---this contact person. she announced us, but before she did, she realized that she had a little time to pump up the crowd. she had a list of the schools represented and wanted to know which school had the most school spirit.
but this is how she said it: "how about a shout out from (school name + mascot)!"
after announcing all 6 schools, she wanted to pump the kids up even more. homegirl played the music (loudly) and screamed into the microphone: "everybody stand up! jump up and down! clap!"
she does this over and over, it felt like at least 10 minutes, so now our show starts late no matter what happens.
during all of this hoopla, my cast buddy and i are flipping out. it sounds a lot like spring break so we do what's natural: we give the "spring break face" aka the "girls gone wild face" aka the "wet t-shirt contest face" (the big screaming, tongue wagging face) with our hoodies open. it may not be that funny, but it seemed funny at the time.
but once she's done with all of that yelling and jumping, she reads the card we give her and ends it with, "let's give a shout out to Coach and Johnny in Foodplay!"
we do our show and we're amazing, blah blah blah.
once the show ends, the now known shout out lady, comes back out and wants the kids to give another shout out to us for an amazing show.
kids exit. 45 minutes later, repeat the same thing...shout outs and all.
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Ok, I have a mental image of that...and I'm scared! :)
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