I sat through six bass auditions today.  Six guys coming in, trying their hardest to play songs they don’t know and sing along with songs they’ve only heard a few times with the intention of singing.  Six guys who are actively looking for work and have dedicated their lives to playing the bass in hopes for ‘that gig’.  And they we’re all really good players.

Now, I don’t ask questions as to where the old bass player went, and honestly I don’t really need to know, but today was ‘find Billy Currington a new bass player day’.  I was there to do some video and keep management company while the other guys were, you know, playing.  And so we watched… six guys… play four songs each… over and over again.

What it did make me realize is how much pressure these poor guys are under.  Something I’ve never really thought about.  I mean one guy’s hands were literally shaking.  So, anyway, props to all you guys out there that walk into a room full of guys that already know each other to be judged on no only your playing ability, but also your “look” and how cool of a hang you are.  I honestly don’t know if I could do it.