yooz guys got me in trouble last nite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
the place was packed, i was having a unbelievably grand time. these guys that i never saw then start yelling my name between songs. i figgered it was talkbass guys so i started having even more fun. one guy in particular came up to the stage and started really complimenting my playing. who else could it have been? i start kinda playing a little towards him.... then it started getting slightly weird. he noticed that he had the same exact mermaid tattoo as me, in the same place. my shirt was covering half of mine but he noticed, i thought it was cool - i don't think he did. still don't know actually. anyhow.... after the show he approached me. he was a big, somewhat frightening, wasted dude and he asked me if i believed in fate. I said, "sometimes". he said, "we're meant to be together!"
i thought, okay fine - i'm outta here. but he wouldn't let me go. he said he played steel guitar and i was going to be his bass player. he wanted my information. i told him to get a pen, i was gonna give him our website. he just kept staring at me real weird and rambling about who he studied with, the people he played with. i live in NYC and have met just about every type of punk and drunk, but this guy freaking rattled me. there was something really menacing, disconnected, and nerve! wracking about him. he kept on me for a while till i finally managed to escape with my girl.
he wasn't a talkbass guy. he knew my name cuz he aksed one of our fans. he really dug my playing and i guess wanted me in his band. he did lots of name dropping, not a single name of which i ever heard - he was shocked that i had no idea who he was talking about.
other than that, we had the best show we ever had there... OHHH NO!!!! WAIT! another story.... with the band after us. ahhh... i'll write about it later in gig stories but the gyst is I'm NEVER lending my amp to anyone ever again. it's a solemn vow i'm making to myself.
last note - when i was packing my gear i noticed that the drunk guy left in a huge white limo. just made me wonder a bit. there is no way on earth i'd ever be able to play in a band with that guy though.
reading this back i realize that it all doesn't sound quite as strange as it actually was - but i'm on 3 hrs sleep and andrea (me girl) is still here, talking to me which makes it next to impossible for me to do the important things - like posting here.
