
when u perform with ur instrument, u always rock most of it but inevitably there's that 1 part or 2 that u randomly screw especially if u never have be4. Like Murphey's Law: u'll mess it up bc it's the only thing left. aka Musician's Curse Perfectionism
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 123 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-17-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2648621
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Musician's Curse (Sonnet #5)
by Elektra
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Yay! Time for juries again. You ready?
After those months of practice, strut your stuff!
Take a breath, just keep the tempo steady.
Tough song; hope your accompanist can bluff
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Nervousness strikes; what if your chops die out?
Good thing you don't have to memorize it
Let your fingers do the work, have no doubt
Here's one of the hard licks; pray and commit!
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Some parts are the greatest! But others suck.
Perfectionism, a curious thing
You should be proud, but you feel like bad luck.
When it's done, mistakes are all you're thinking.
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Well, that's that then. So much for ambition
Guess that's the curse of being a musician.
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