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 Originally Posted by oskar
After somehow managing to blow 10BI at 10NL, I wet down to 5NL and made it back in two days. Decided to deposit $400 and skip to 25NL Made a couple of buy-ins there and cashed in those stars bonuses that you can buy for 1fpp. Didn't even know I had them. Adds up to a $900 roll. Will move to 50NL at $1500.
Had a real life poker revelation today. Just came home from a weekly world music jam session that is usually really kick ass. Today two spanish guitarists show up. Well groomed early-20's guys. Right from the start they do weird modulations without any signs for the rhythm section. I play one tune with them and as we finish they immediately count in and play Spain.
For non-musicians, here's the wrap up: There are roughly 100 standards (songs) that you never want to hear again after your first couple of years of giggin/ playing sessions. Spain is one of them. On top of that it's not easy and has a pretty lenghy uni-sono part that frequently gets fucked up. I just wanted to get up and take a break, but we are already playing, so I endure it. After the set I go whine to a bass player and he said: why didn't you just get up and leave?
Why didn't I even consider it? At the moment I thought it was an asshole-ish thing to do, but why? I am not required to play along with those clowns. I would even turn down a paid gig with them; so why am I hanging in for this; I feel like a whore playing that crappy tune.
I guess I'm just a lot worse than I thought at my real-life quitting decisions.
That is odd cos I'm amazing at quitting poker. I can quit without much effort whether I'm up or down, if a huge wale has my money or if daven is directly to my right. I even quit poker for half a year just cos I was sick of all the money and the freedom.
It might be related to me being bad at hurting peoples feelings when it's called for and justified. I remember opening a session a couple of years ago with a singer and after the set a young pianist comes on stage to play and she tells him the changes and he's like: ok. And we start playing and he just isn't doing the job and isn't looking at anyone who could help him get back in, so she does the most awesome thing: she signs everyone to break and lets him dribble his last couple of notes before she tells him to get the fuck off the stage and not come back any time she's around in fron of an audience. It was the meanest and most humiliating thing I have ever seen anyone do and it was for the best. That guy might not return to a jazz club in five years, but when he does, he will have the shit down.
I don't exactly know what it is, but I'm sure there's a lesson in there somewhere.
Naw, I don't agree with her decision to implusively kick him off the stage right then and there. She could have just called a break, had a word with him in private and told him politely that it just ain't workin' out. Public humiliation isn't too productive usually in my experience. I've done gigs where conductors just fired the hornist after practically 5 notes. It would have probably been much better to switch to a different piece, go ask the guy to practise his part and come back in a couple hours, but no... Auf Wiedersehen right there and then, and then the mad scramble to find a new one since the concert is the wtf next day. And of COURSE the replacement isn't going to be a whole lot better, 'cause he's gonna be like "meh i'm filling in at the last possible minute, what do you expect from me?". An example of sheer emotion overriding the ability to make the best possible managerial decision to fix a problem.
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Funny thing was that I think I was first introduced to it by an English climbing bum summer '99.
