I was invited to a party and drank a little bit and it was just a bad idea. I was already in kind of a crappy place emotionally. That plus the booze was like enough. Being depressed and taking depressants usually isn’t a great idea. I ended up barely saying a word the whole night.
One night, having the time of my life. The next night just sitting there in silence. Just. Blah.
I used to go to live shows every week, and when I met my ex that stopped. He was very particular about what he listened to, and didn’t like to see music performed by bands he didn’t recognize. I love live music, doesn’t matter who is playing or what the sound is. I’ve made it a goal to get out more, and I have been. What I want to do is get back into the habit of seeing live music performed on a weekly or bi-weekly basis.
I went to a show tonight and the band was amazing. It was five bucks, right down the street, on a comfortable summer night after work. And it was just what I needed. :)