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Another open mic at the Brunswick last night. Not nearly as enjoyable as playing at my studio gig. There's just something about plugging in to an amp; it makes it stressful; more like a chore than an enjoyable experience. And it's really uncomfortable because you have to keep your head still to sing into the mic. I fluffed my lines and I could hear my voice going out of tune.

I had the usual out-of-body experience on stage. This time it was like dreaming about being on stage. It felt like I was in this room completely by myself, singing to nobody.

Interestingly, I didn't get nervous until I heard the people who were playing before me. It was then that I realised that I'm not as good as I am in my head. In my head I'm really quite good. But I don't often go out so I don't get the chance to compare myself to other musicians so there's only my past performances to compare myself against. And compared to me, I'm quite good!