Syd: Notes from Urban Lounge

We played a show in SLC the other night to a sold out crowd. This is something that still blows me away. I’m usually happy if anyone shows up at all. Since I didn’t grow up as a performer, most of my experience with live music has been as a fan. And that’s still something I love. I love the feeling I get being in a room full of people who for a moment are on the same page as I am. I love seeing the passion that the artist brings, the stories they tell, the show they put on. I love the lights, the sounds, the energy. There are so many feelings. Things I don’t feel in other places. And it was only until a few years ago that this has been the only experience I have had with live music. I never really thought about what it might be like to be on the stage. Over the years, playing multiple shows in multiple cities, my perspective has changed. I think people would be surprised at how ordinary someone on a stage might feel, based on my experience, at least. For instance, a lot of time I worry that what I’m wearing isn’t the right thing, or that I look so sweaty that someone will think I ran to the venue. I worry that I can’t hear myself singing as clearly as I would like to so I might be off-key at some points. I sometimes try to make jokes that hundreds of people will laugh at… yikes. Or something happens, like my pedal sliding forward mid-song, and I don’t want to bend down and move it. So I grab...