Hi, all.
A few weeks back we played in a small bar in a nearby "village". We started setting up by 2100 and it took us about an hour to have everything gig-ready. The gig was supposed to start 2330, so there was a bit downtime to be spent.
The rest of the band went to the apartment above the bar that belongs to a mutual friend. On a previous gig we played there, I met a nice woman I've been seeing and went to pick her up.
When we arrived I wanted to check everything was all right and this is the conversation I had with the door man as we went in:
Me: Hi, she's with the band (pointed my date).
Him: So? And You are?
Me:
Him: You two have to pay.
Me: You're kidding, right? I play bass in the band.
Him: REALLY?
Me: REALLY, You seriously didn't notice us hauling a ****load of equipment back and forth through the door, setting them up and playing a soundscheck tune just half an hour ago?
Him: Nope. (he was at the door the WHOLE time, HOLDING the door open for us at times)
Me:
Him: Well, I guess I have to take Your word for it.
Me: Yep, I guess so.
If I looked like the average customer there I would've understood it, but being a +100Kg biker with full beard and long hair, I do stand out like a wolf in a sheep convention in almost any crowd. Whether I like it or not
.
Anyone else have similar stories?
Regards
Sam
A few weeks back we played in a small bar in a nearby "village". We started setting up by 2100 and it took us about an hour to have everything gig-ready. The gig was supposed to start 2330, so there was a bit downtime to be spent.
The rest of the band went to the apartment above the bar that belongs to a mutual friend. On a previous gig we played there, I met a nice woman I've been seeing and went to pick her up.
When we arrived I wanted to check everything was all right and this is the conversation I had with the door man as we went in:
Me: Hi, she's with the band (pointed my date).
Him: So? And You are?
Me:
Him: You two have to pay.
Me: You're kidding, right? I play bass in the band.
Him: REALLY?
Me: REALLY, You seriously didn't notice us hauling a ****load of equipment back and forth through the door, setting them up and playing a soundscheck tune just half an hour ago?
Him: Nope. (he was at the door the WHOLE time, HOLDING the door open for us at times)
Me:
Him: Well, I guess I have to take Your word for it.
Me: Yep, I guess so.
If I looked like the average customer there I would've understood it, but being a +100Kg biker with full beard and long hair, I do stand out like a wolf in a sheep convention in almost any crowd. Whether I like it or not
Anyone else have similar stories?
Regards
Sam






