Everyday I Have The Blues

I'm pretty pumped.
It's ironic that the title evokes sad images.
It should be "Every Monday I Have The Blues."
I just got back from the Monday night blues jam down at the Sausalito Cruising Club.
It's great. For $10, you get a pasta buffet, and (time permitting) a chance to play whatever instrument you play (in my case, guitar).
I had my Les Paul and a couple songs up my sleeve, and when my dad and I were called up, I "freed the beast," so to speak.
My dad lead us through Robert Johnson's "Walkin' Blues," which I soloed on. I felt it was a mediocre solo, but I played it, and people seemed to enjoy it. It seemed at first that the crowd mostly enjoyed seeing a fifteen year old (the youngest person there) on stage playing the blues.
Next song was "Out Of My Mind," the slow blues by the John Mayer Trio. I'm pretty proud that I was able to slip in a JM tune without anyone noticing. As soon as I started singing, the room got a little quieter. I guess they weren't expecting me to have a good voice. I soloed like a pro and sang my heart out.
Next song was "Crossroads." We did it more like Cream did it, as opposed to the original Robert Johnson recording, "Cross Road Blues."
Holy crap. I didn't know I could sing like that. It was a thrill to be able to sing that song with a full band (two guitars, bass, drums, keys).
Next we did a few blues with other singers. We closed our set with me singing the Chuck Berry classic, "Johnny B. Goode."
A couple years ago, I would play this in record key, which is C. Since then, my voice has dropped, but I didn't think to change the key, as I hadn't had a problem last time I sang it.
Bad idea.
Fortunately for me, the volume on the mic was turned way down, so they couldn't hear me.
*Phew.*
It was a great night, and I played my ass off.

I really don't mean to sound cocky and full of myself, but I'm just so pumped that I can't help but feel special.
I also feel kinda bad posting this here, because it's different from my other blogs. It's not philosophical, it's not a rant, it's not emotionally charged. It's a play-by-play of my evening.
But I had such a great time, I wanted to share it with you all.
All three or four readers (so far.)

Anyway, I intend to be back there some upcoming Monday. If you'd like to join me, lemme know.
Lemme? Really?
Let me know.

-Jason

Everyday I Have The Blues