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Two jam session stories
The first happened back in the 80's. Boston had a good blues scene back then and the best jam of the week was Sunday afternoons at the 1369 club. As is the case with jam sessions you get all types, most jockeying for position. This one singer came in one week with his wife and baby and proceeds to sit at the jam session's leader, Silas' table up front. The jam goes on. I'm up with a bunch of guys on stage. It's time to feed the baby so she lifts up her blouse and flops her breasts on the table. Apparently, the kid had been eating well as her breasts reminded me of toothpaste tubes with all the toothpaste squeezes out. And she had a sly smile that made you think she was was up to something other then feeding the baby.
The second happened a couple years ago. I had a short lived gig in a house band for a jam. A very drunk chick wanted to sing Bobby Mc Ghee, and she was going to channel Janice Joplin. After listening to her for a half hour or so the band leader lets her get up, Needless to say Janice was not channeled, she could not remember the words and we had to bail her out. If I never work another house band for a jam it won't bother me in the least.
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