By Adam Kraemer
Stop the presses!
I’ve always wanted to say that. Given, in a blog, it kind of loses the effect for a number of reasons, not the least of which is the presses would have to be running in order for it to be printed in the first place.
Also, this is online on the Weight Watchers site, so there are no actual presses. Unless you count bench presses, which, from a Weight Watchers point of view, I don’t actually recommend you stop.
However, in the spirit of a grand scoop (or in French, “le grand scoop”), I have finally cracked an issue that has been plaguing me since I began this blog. Some of you may argue that I should have ended the sentence after “cracked,” but there’s only room for one comedian in this entry.
As most of you probably know, unless you’ve been following my life as closely as I’ve been following yours, which is to say “not very,” I play in a band. And I have lamented, for a while now, that I have no way of quantifying playing in a band in a way that would enable me to track FitPoints® for it.
I’m sure “rocking out” burns calories; I just couldn’t devise a way to find out how many. In that way, it’s much akin to “bopping,” which is actually mostly what I do when watching live music and/or playing it. The main difference is that playing it requires either banging on piano keys or strumming guitar strings. Rarely both simultaneously. I’m working on that.
Last week, though, something miraculous happened. I had my phone in my pocket during a gig.
I know what you’re thinking: “Only two more and he’ll be made a saint.”
I should point out that normally at gigs, we use my phone as a mobile jukebox to play music between sets. The reasons for this are twofold: a) it encourages people to stay during our breaks, rather than take the time to notice the music has stopped. I’ve created a playlist of songs that we don’t cover, but that sound like we could. It offers some continuity of sound in the way deafening silence does not. And 2) if we don’t play music someone else might. And there’s no telling what the song choices might be. This also falls under continuity of sound. I mean I like T-Pain as much as the next guy (assuming the next guy doesn’t like him that much), but it’s a bit jarring for a crowd to hear “Born to Run” followed by “Buy U A Drank (Shawty Snappin’).”
That said, at last Friday’s venue (Joxer Daly’s, Culver City), the bartenders played music over the bar’s sound system during our breaks. So I had my phone in my pocket the whole time. And the LG Health app running. Or bopping, as the case may be.
Are you ready for this? Can you feel the excitement in the air? Can you feel the love tonight?
All right. It turns out that playing in my band for a night earned me 6,423 steps.
Okay, yeah. Maybe a bit anticlimactic. But tell me you won’t sleep better knowing that. I know I will.
Talk to you soon.
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