The Jazz gig last night went alright. Of course you're always your worst critique. So I was happy with my performance but I wasn't as good as I was in the rehearsal the night before. But I pulled my scat solo off, with a few wrong notes. But I'm happy. And people seemed happy, though when you're performing to your friends, you'll never get the complete truth about your act.
Oh well.
On our way there I did this epic fall, where I stumbled for several meters before I surrendered to gravity. I bruised my knee pretty badly, and it actually hurts quite a lot today. But it was so funny I would have loved to see it myself. Embarrasing like hell, but that was on me.
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