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I was performing at the River Market in Little Rock, AR, and some weird business guys came up to me and tipped me and then asked me to come to their hotel room to perform later that evening. I declined. And a few minutes after shoeing those guys away, another busker came up to me, complimented me, and then told me that he comes out here everyday to make money to support his family. I felt bad and didn't return.
I think I ripped my pants on stage once. I know I've peed my pants before. And there have been many times where I have simply trusted the wrong people to perform with. I think I would have to just highlight the most embarrassing timeline, which was when I used to drink all the time and I was desperate to have people to play with. It's just doesn't do the show any good, and it's a great way to incriminate yourself without remembering! Nothing like therapy to help process these moments!
My guitar's headstock reads Stinger SSL-20, but I had it customized a few years ago after it sat around my house gutted and in pieces. See the guitar has been stolen TWICE by 2 different ex-boyfriends. The last theft left the guitar without some fine tuners and tuning pegs. The pick guard was hanging from a wire that was attached to a rusty pot. After years of ignoring it, I decided I was gonna have it customized for me. I was gonna have a guitar no one else has. And so there it is! The story behind my electric that has no real name... maybe I should call it something.
