I hit the stage with my band. We're a good song in and for this set I decided not to wear my glasses. I feel very restricted wearing them if I feel the urge to let loose and rock out because theyll fly right off of my greasy/sweaty face. However, I am B-L-I-N-D w/o them. After the first song Jake looks at me and goes... "Acid Reign..." Yep, that's about when my heart fell into the deepest bowels of my asshole. I started sweating profusely and kinda sorta panicked for three seconds... then tried to pull myself together to truck through the set.
My biggest fear happened.. my "ju ju" as Mike Martin calls it was gone. I had one of those off days that pretty much every guitarist would dread had they been performing in front of Steve Vai. For the first time that I can remember I was genuinely nervous performing. In 09' alone I played about 80/90 shows, this should have been cake! Performing in a room with other guitar instrumentalists is one thing... we all know they're aware of pretty much every fuck up you make. But to be performing in front of one of the most successful instrumentalists is a whooole other ball game that I didn't anticipate.
