Live Stream #1: Survived the Tech, Forgot the Words, Coming Back for More
Well, we did it. The first-ever Owiwi live stream is officially in the books. Was it a flawless, heavily produced rock star spectacle? Absolutely not. Was I sweating bullets trying to manage the streaming software, the audio, and my own guitar all at the same time? You bet. But the sound was actually great, a few of you amazing people showed up, and the vibes were overwhelmingly positive. I played four songs, and yes, I completely blanked on a couple of my own lyrics—but honestly, what's a live show without a little unfiltered human authenticity? Midway through the set, the urge to panic-mash the "End Stream" button was incredibly real. Balancing the tech while trying to deliver both upbeat rhythm-driven songs and thoughtful storytelling is a lot to juggle. But I didn't cut it short. The whole point of Owiwi is confronting doubt and building proof. I had to finish it. More importantly, I just had to start it. Progress happens through…