So here was my first night back out with Max after maybe 6 weeks! I was doing a blues showcase gig beforehand which went *very* well, and kinda pumped up my state (ya know being a rockstar and all that

) So i leave the gig and ditch my shit in his apartment, we catch up for maybe an hour, he hits me with some EPIC news, and we have a few drinks...
Cafe en Seine!! We rock up in the front door, and i'm eager to open my first set on the left. I get about maybe 10 feet inside, still havent opened (cos none of them were "good" enough), I look back, and Max is dancing with some chick... Literally, within ten secs! What a Bastard
I get my first set opened shortly afterwards, a four set of party girls. I opened with something natural, something along the lines of "hey listen, my buddy just got into a huge dance off, you gotta take care of me till he's finished", which was pretty self amusing, and it crashed really badly. The alpha group leader girl was like "ugh go away"... But i ploughed, and ploughed and ploughed, and SOMEHOW i managed to get her to hook. I ran through about 5-6 different topics, and it took telling her my name was Darth Vader before she cracked a smile "A HA!! You smiled, now i can stay!!" - more smiling... I called her a dork for knowing who Darth Vader was. And showing the drunk girl in the set the secret to the perfect high five. Four set opened nicely after initially crashing so badly.. Awesome.
I leave to go mingle further, I do a couple smaller sets lasting between 1-2 minutes, they are hooking so-so at this point. All natural stuff, very few routines / lines. Best set was maybe another 4 set, in which i got my photo taken with this blond chick who was definately a 9... super hot her twin wasn't bad either. And she was pretty into me. I should have number closed but didn't... Cant remember why not?
After maybe 20 mins, my state's getting better, and I open a pretty cute chick with a guy right there beside her, and the girl is doing the "i'm gonna keep dancing to ignore you" thing, but i kept PLOUGHING cos that was kinda the theme for the night. "I'm lost, my buddy is busting a move on some drunk chick, it was pretty brutal.. dont make me show you".
She's having NONE of it, the guy comes over puts his arm around her, she says "this is my brother", so I aim to disarm him with a high five, to which he leaves me hanging. Bastard. I tell him Max will give him discounted dance lessons, and he replies "look buddy, just keep going" - which i humourously re-frame as keep going with your story. So i tell him about how Max is destroying some poor girl on the dancefloor and how he looks like he needs a little style so i can hook him up with Max Girl gets super pissed at this point and SNAPS, she puts her hands on my chest and literally shoves me back about 10 feet while screaming "NO NO NO NO NO"... great, so now I look like a rapist
Next set!! Two pretty cute German girls. I opened with something silly, and hooked very nicely. Name exchange, handshake, high five, putting on each others glasses, musician babble (one of the girls was into heavy metal, and being able to name random metal bands was a huge bonus - thank you, teenage years!!). Chilled with these girls by the dancefloor for maybe ten mins. One of the girls mentioned about how social i was, and that not many people can jsut start a brand new conversation with a stranger. I told her i;ll teach her if she shows me martial arts (she was into Karate) so i had this great idea to pull someone new into the group right then, to kinda show off how awesome i was, i turn around and said "Hey!!" to literally the first person behind me with the intention of bringing them into the set.... Bad idea. Luck was against me, and he was the creepiest looking dude there, he was a libyan guy and i swear he looked like a rapist... Shit.
I knew right away it was a mistake, but he's already in the set now. And he's really trying to get stuck into Karate girl. Shit. I pathetically tried "out alpha" him with stuff like "Ah its cool that you're on your own man, i used to be like that" and other random AMOG stuff. Which was a complete waste cos he couldn't understand English. I do some damage control with the friend, talk to her for maybe 5 mins, and figure the Libyan guy will blow himself out eventually, so i bail outta the set pretty chodey. Fuck!! How'd i let this happen?
State's going down, bollocks. Next few sets were pretty crap. Another girl tells me to "leave or i'll scream" (wtf?) Ah well, its almost 3am now anyway, i'll see if Max is ready to leave... I eventually find him, and he's basically in this AMOG battle thing. Some random Irish dude apparently saw him run a couple of sets and in my humble opinion, was jealous of Max's game, so he starts interrupting all Max's sets with "He's a player, dont listen to him, he's been talking to every girl here tonight". To which Max will laugh and clap him on the shoulder to try disarm the drunken prick. I'm watching this thinking how surreal this whole Game thing is. It;s like a different reality to most random dudes. Max gets blown out of maybe 3-4 sets, and he's like "hey man, can i have some privacy, i'm here to socialise", and the dude keeps fucking Max's shit up.. he literally CANNOT do a set anymore!!
I try re-approach my Karate german girl on the dancefloor, she's dancing with the Libyan, and BLOWS me off pretty cold, and he pulls her away and turns his back to me... You absolute bastard.
So i decide to help max, and try run interference on the drunk guy, blah blah blah, random drunk talk. I turn around and max is in a 4 set which seems to be going well. Nice I send the drunkard off on his way and jump in to wing Max "Hey, this is my buddy Havona, he's a really awesome dude. Fantastic musician, great buddy of mine, really cool cat, dont steal him from me"... "Musician, really?" I was in
This four set were seated, four sisters out celebrating the oldest one's 30th Bday. Nice! The one nearest me was pretty cute, lots of IOIs, some kino, great eye contact. Blah blah blah, random small talk about being a musician...
Then - the drunk guys shows back up. Max has been working the other two sisters perfectly... So i bail pretty quickly - i figured my chick is still good if the drunk guy doesn't fuck me up - and after all, he's after Max, not me. So we exchanged facebooks (i figured a facebook is more valuable than a number cos of all the music stuff i have up here)...
End of the night.
Things I learned:
1) Sets will rarely be fully into you within the first thirty secs. This freeze out time requires you to PLOUGH, and keep talking, keep talking bro, just keep spitting things out. Something will stick!! Expect them to not contribute any input for the first 30 seconds
2) Only bail if you're blown out hard. If she hasn't left or shoved you away, you're still in there!!
3) Do not, under any circumstances, pull a creepy Libyan into your two set he WILL be a douchebag and steal your set
Things I did well:
- I was alot more natural. Once i hooked, i felt i could get the conversation into my territory and then I'm absolutely fine (that means, cutting conversational threads that dont work for me)
- My energy felt a lot better, i work to really slow my speech down to half of what it probably used to be. Vocal projection is improving, and Body Language too, less slouching than usual and i went kino almost every set.
- ANY set is approachable. I had my photo taken with easily the hottest chick in the bar, within maybe 3 mins of opening her set
- my new goal is to get Minimum of five new phone numbers a week. I like that it's reasonable enough, yet still pushing me forward. Once i start getting consistent fives every week, i'm gonna aim for k-closes and more day twos (haven't been on a day two since that brazillian girl)...