I want to know if you're ready to get down with it. I want to know if you're ready to testify. It's a moment that is sanctified and celebrated. The crowd is screaming in unison. I'm flying on pure adrenaline now, and I'm dancing my best James Brown through the first eight bars of the tune.
Trouble strikes almost immediately.
My low E string has slipped out of its saddle on the bridge, and it's about nine steps out of tune. But there's not a damn thing I can do about it now. I finish singing the first two verses and tear into the solo. Everyone in the band is looking great. We finish the song with a big fanfare and perfectly timed leaps, landing on the final chord.