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Today I remembered why I cannot play music in front of a group. When I was a tyke my mother made me a outfit for a Mexican Hat Dance. There was a black jacket, black pants, white shirt, and a black hat with a strip with red balls hanging around the rim. If front of most of the town the pants split up the rear. The crowd roared.
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Wardrobe malfunction. Pretty humiliating in childhood.
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That would be mortifying at that age.
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It was tough at that age. My mother's reaction made it worse. I should be able to see the humor in the situation, but I can't. There are other factors, that is not the only reason for my stage fright. I suppose I will have to stick to playing with myself. ![]()
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