Working and learning and playing

So, before coming over I thought: Gotta check in with the man. How does it feel to know that of all the people in this world, you da man. Pretty important, eh?

It sounds like I'm your parole officer.

Well, you are, in a way. Right?

No. You're your own man, You don't have to answer to me. But I do have a question: How was the gig this afternoon?

That's what I wanted to tell you. It was good. People liked me, I generally played and sang well, and money was made for the non-profit. I gotta change my strings the day before the gig, though. I changed them just a couple hours before and it was, like, whoa dude! I was fiddlin' with the tuning the whole fuckin' show.

But all in all, you know, it was good, a good audience and I think they really enjoyed it.

And you were there! So I've been in suspense...

farmboy, you know what I think. You're my favorite songwriter. I love seeing you perform, I truly thought you were great.

Wow! Really, man?

Yes, really. But I think the main question is: What do you think?

It was good. I was good. But I see so many places where I could be better. So I'm just gonna keep working and learning and playing and thinking and experiencing life. And the songs will reflect that.

They already do. Congratulations, farmboy.

Ah shucks, It was fuckin' nothin'.