I got to play guitar last night. At a bar. There was some live music at a bar we were at, just two guys with a guitar, and a basic drum kit. Really just some guys jamming and having a good time, singing some covers here and there. There was a stage (I'm not sure if it was still there) that I've seen DJs at before, but they were just setup in the corner next to a piano, not even using the stage, all in all a pretty intimate and nice setup. After we were there for a while I asked if I could play, just sortof as a joke, but when I got a sure, I thought, oh crap, what do I do.
So I played a song that I only half remembered, I switched up the verses, but had a fun time just playing the basic chords on a beautiful sounding acoustic guitar. I'm used to my flee-market guitar I got for about 30 dollars in the open-air market when I first arrived, so playing out of an amplified, beautiful sounding acoustic guitar was an awesome experience. I'd sing a verse and then an Armenian would play a lead over some basic chords I would strum for a while, then signal for me to sing the next verse which I would try to remember. It was a great time.
I haven't done anything like that since high school, jamming out in friends' basements. Such a strange thing that I would find that opportunity at this stage in my life, and in Armenia no less.
I also played foosball. The end.
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