Ouch! My Finger! Ouch! My Tire!
Yesterday 80s Invasion rehearsed our new material in preparation for the upcoming shows. But just getting out of the house with my gear turned out to be a comedy of mishaps. First, while loading my Mesa/Boogie guitar cabinets into the trunk, I managed to smash a finger… I was moving one of my speaker cabinets to make room for my rack, and got the middle finger of my right hand caught between them. The knuckle got squished pretty hard, immediately swelled up and turned purple. A short improvised dance was performed. Oh well… the show must go on… so I finished loading up and got ready to leave. That was when I noticed that I had a flat tire. Fortunately there is a tire place near my house, so I limped my car there and got it fixed.
As the saying goes “That which does not kill us, only makes us late”. Or something like that.
Remarkably, despite the challenges I still arrived at rehearsal on time. We did a pretty good job of getting through the songs. The gods of rock must be testing me.