Morning View at Tammany Hall NYC

The night was young, and I made my way to the Lower East Side of Manhattan, where Tammany Hall was located. Being a local gig, I pre-gamed at home and had already confirmed a sex appointment for after the show. The pressure was off, and with booze in my system, I walked into the venue with an added layer of arrogance. Inside, the familiar faces of our NYC and Long Island crowds lit up as I made my way around the room. I was mentally and emotionally exhausted, but drowning my sorrows cost a mere $1.50 in my neighborhood and alcohol filled my bloodstream. Notice that the bassist of Incubus, who had a friend in attendance, would listen in on our set did nothing to soothe the rage that was consuming me. On stage, I went into graphic rants about personal issues in between songs, without a care for the gasps that resonated from the audience. The band, holding it together for the sake of our performance, had been the victim of my ego. These guys just enjoyed playing music together, and it was my thirst for fame that was pulling me away from the love of it all. We finished the set, and without a second thought, I made a beeline for the exit. Friends and patrons alike would follow me outside, expecting more than a moment of my time to catch up. But my mind was elsewhere, and I found every reason to head back to Bushwick, leaving behind everyone who came to support me. I picked up a 6 pack on my way home and drank alone as I eagerly awaited the arrival of tonight’s dish.

Incubus – “11AM”
Incubus – “Nowhere Fast”
Incubus – “Circles”
Incubus – “Adolescents”

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