| I Want My Money Back!
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Here's a humorous gig story from last weekend . . .
We're playing in the park downtown for the third time this summer. Decent sized crowd, great outdoor summer evening vibe. This town has some kind of halfway house for mentally challenged people, several of them always come to our gigs in the park and usually they are a great part of the audience. This time one of the guys buys a cd before we even start. Wow cool! He must not have had $ with him last time and remembers us and wants a cd. I remember him because last time he tried to play the piano during a song and got gently escorted away, no biggie everybody was having fun. This time near the end of the show he stood up front for awhile trying to get the leader's attention while he was performing. He finally got his ear between songs and had a quiet conversation while the whole park waited patiently. Leader calls his wife over and she brings the guy away from the front and we go into the next song. I didn't really think anything of it until we were packing up and got the full story. The guy wanted his money back! I had fun imagining what was going through his head, something like "This cd has attractive graphics on the front, but now that I've listened to another whole show I really don't want to hear these *&^(*&%%$ songs again. Where's my receipt?!"
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Now everything is clear -- in mind and in tone. I have dewired all of my amps. They now run off of broadcast power from the mothership. ALL YOUR BASS ARE BELONG TO US!!!
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