Had a "gig" at a local talentshow today. The soundcheck was at 11 am. My drummer (he's got a car) was to pick me up at 10 -ish, when didn't show, I called him for almost half an hour. He finally picked up the phone, but now he was just mumbling nonesence. Seriously, the guy sounded like he was waking up from anesthesia or something. I called the rest of the band, and explained the situtation.
Moments before we called to cancel, the doorbell rang. "You ready?" He seemed ok, but a bit tired. We got there right on time. Apparently, he's been taking sleeping pills to sleep for a couple of days now. But yesterday he'd taken one beer, and then later realised that it was uhm.. bad to mix pills and alchohol.
This guy..! He's just waay to rock n roll
He was fine, and the concert was great. We (and 3 other bands) won, and we're going to compete against a couple other bands from our side of the country.
Another funny thing, apart from the drumkit and P.A, we delivered ALL the equipment. My ampeg stack, a Marshall stack, and an Orange stack. And none of t!he bands knew what "standby" meant, so there was a loud 'pop' each time a band walked of stage!
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