My recent personal example is when I “played” at a recent Steel Guitar Jam out here in Oregon…the one in Canby put on by Larry Behm and others. Everyone got set up...there I was surrounded by all these pros. Larry was on my right and Mark Simpson on my left...two great players to be sure. And of course one of my local heroes, Harley James, was about three players to my left. Having never been to a jam before, I didn’t know what to expect. I’m a newbie, and I usually practice by playing along with CD’s, doing some padding in the background, then taking fairly short solos...licks here and there on songs I know. Low and behold, the house band kicks off a song, then the first guy takes a whole verse, second guy takes a whole chorus, third one does a whole verse, etc. Yikes...
Panic set in...I didn’t know half of those songs well enough to carry a melody...some I’d never heard before at all. As Larry started taking his turn, I leaned to my left and told Mark, “You take this one…I don’t know it.” I did that about three or four times, and then I heard one I thought would possibly work for me. Better jump in sometime, right? Just as Larry was wrapping up his usual stellar picking, my combination nervous breakdown, panic attack and meltdown manifested itself in all its glory. I forgot the key, I lost the count, my fingers were uncontrollable and felt like rubber. My right foot was pumping like crazy...was it a volume pedal or a wah wah pedal? I created a cacophony of epic proportions!!! Long story short, I finished up whatever it was that I did, sheepishly passed over a few more songs, then slowly got up and silently excused myself. I went to the restroom, then the bar for a drink and then went and sat down to watch all the fine pickers for the rest of the day.
Looking back, it was one of the funniest things that ever happened to me. After each player’s turn, there is the obligatory robust applause...in my case the applause was awkward and looks on the faces on those in the audience was priceless. It was a day I’ll never forget. BTW – the players there were gracious and kind...I guess most of them had been there and done that.

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Mike
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Blue Moon Highway
(Country Music...and then some.)
www.bluemoonhighway.com
<font size="1" color="#8e236b"><p align="center">[This message was edited by Mike Winter on 08 June 2006 at 09:29 AM.]</p></FONT>
