I started out in an adolescent garage band singing and playing (rather badly) and graduated, as a worldly college student, to coffeehouses, where I became addicted to performing. Enslaved as I was to this debilitating habit, I developed set lists and books to accommodate a nearly absurd variety of tastes. So I know what you're talking about.

The great curse is that one gets to know beautiful and moving songs that have meaning to only a small or relatively isolated group of people.