There is something like a hidden routine, so now I will describe a normal concert day with no far travelling:
9.30 alarm, put that early because I want to practise!
9.31 alarm moved to 10.30, practising is overrated, I need sleep
10.30 oh my god, do I really have to get up? Why do I do this? I don’t remember a single note.. I will just fulfill today’s contract and look then for substitutes for all other contracts for the future and do something sensefull with my life..
11.00 finally leaving bed, still not remembering a single note of the program
11.30 after shower etc breakfast with tea and internet- and panic in my head “Why do I do this???”
12.00 one run through the program, slowly, loud, with no musical expression, oh, my fingers know it!!!
14.00 pasta – or something similar with no knife needed
14.30 sleep- or trying to sleep
16.00 getting up, make-up, trying to choose a nice dress in which I can breath, driving, still not remembering a single note
18.00 checking the light, drinking coffee, eating apples, talking nonstop .. always with the question in my head “Why do I this??”
19.00 audience arriving, so going backstage, tuning the guitar 10 000 times
19.15 playing some scales etc, doing dancing exercises- and still not remembering a single note
19.29 OMG, now it is time, new emotion : I want to go on that stage and play!
19.30 greeting the people, still not remembering a single note – except the first chord!!!
19.31 playing that first chord… oh, my finger know how to continue- and now I am just listening to the music and time stops
after the concert: WHEN CAN I GO ON STAGE THE NEXT TIME???? I want it, I have the greatest profession in the world, I love it, life is wonderful- and this is why I do it!