That dude was at my gig about a month ago. He was also the "I was in a band once..." dude too. Some of the "Please help me!" looks on the women's faces were priceless.
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That dude was at my gig about a month ago. He was also the "I was in a band once..." dude too. Some of the "Please help me!" looks on the women's faces were priceless.
Back in 2002, my band went on tour opening for Wu Tang Clan. On one of the dates, there was this kid right in front that was flipping us off...we weren't 'real hip hop' because we had live instruments or whatever he was saying. Our lead singer reached down after one song, and literally grabbed the kid and pulled him on to the stage. This kid was pretty mortified and was totally caught off guard. Our singer addressed the crowd and told the audience 'This kids been giving us the #1 all night....we love critics...so let's see what he can do!' He told the drummer to kick a beat, and handed the kid the mic. The crowd was going crazy and laughing at this kid...especially the fans who were in the front and were annoyed by this guys rude antics. He just stood there frozen...so our singer grabbed the mic from the dude, said 'that's what I thought' and threw this guy back into the crowd...
We kicked into another song and the crowd loved it....needless to say...that kid kept his fingers to himself for the rest of the night...
We kicked into another song and the crowd loved it....needless to say...that kid kept his fingers to himself for the rest of the night...
If someone comes to me with any requests/comments/complaints/suggestions I simply point them in the direction of the BO/BL and say that's the boss you should talk to them I'm just the bass player. Then I excuse myself. Problem solved.
I played in a Southern Rock band ages ago and we were doing a gig at this dive bar in Baltimore. I made the mistake of bringing my new six-string Spector bass to the gig. I was warming up when Mr. Bass Expert (matted hair, dirty baseball cap, scraggly facial hair, half his teeth missing) staggered up to the stage and loudly proclaimed, "You must play lead bass".
Me: "No, I play bass".
Him: "No, you play lead bass." He obviously couldn't comprehend the notion that a bass could have more than four strings. So he continued his diatribe, "Now don't take this the wrong way, but..."
By this time, I was giving him one of those "don't bother" scowls and he finished, "You're gonna take this the wrong way."
"Yep. Go sit down and drink".
So he staggered away and left me alone for awhile.
Actually, the dude was fairly calm for most of the night until we played One Way Out. We only had one guitar in the band and so I covered the Dickie Betts part on bass while the guitarist did the slide stuff. We ended the song and the singer shouts out, "Ron Plichta on lead bass, ladies and gentlemen!" not knowing about the pre-gig dialogue with Mr. Bass Expert.
My night went downhill from there.
Me: "No, I play bass".
Him: "No, you play lead bass." He obviously couldn't comprehend the notion that a bass could have more than four strings. So he continued his diatribe, "Now don't take this the wrong way, but..."
By this time, I was giving him one of those "don't bother" scowls and he finished, "You're gonna take this the wrong way."
"Yep. Go sit down and drink".
So he staggered away and left me alone for awhile.
Actually, the dude was fairly calm for most of the night until we played One Way Out. We only had one guitar in the band and so I covered the Dickie Betts part on bass while the guitarist did the slide stuff. We ended the song and the singer shouts out, "Ron Plichta on lead bass, ladies and gentlemen!" not knowing about the pre-gig dialogue with Mr. Bass Expert.
My night went downhill from there.
Let them see you taking video of them with your phone, then a little later say, "Look for yourself on YouTube tomorrow."
I was playing this large club where we were hired for some corporate party with about 500 in attendance. During the second set and for the rest of the night this woman kept requesting Some Kind of Wonderful... probably after every 2 or 3 songs. We weren't going to play it. Finally after our last song this woman asks for it again. BL says "you really want that song eh? Come on up and sing it yourself." He was serious but had a mischievous look on his face. So she gets up on stage, mic in hand, drummer starts playing it, I try to fumble thru it having a total brain fart and not remembering it all... never having played it. So then I look over and the BL/singer/guitarist proceeds to put his guitar away in his case (we were a 3 piece). He had no intention of playing it. The woman, as things naturally go, only knew the chorus bit, was blitzed pretty good and proceeded to butcher the lyrics, but proceeded none the less. So there I was fumbling thru this song in front of 500 people with a woman who couldnt sing it and my drummer, in true form, was just laughing his ass off at me the entire time.
Tell ya what, I learned a lesson that night. Never again!
Tell ya what, I learned a lesson that night. Never again!
SirMjac28
Patiently Waiting For The Next British Invasion
At a gig a while back we had this one extremely drunk middle aged woman who kept coming up to the stage. Our drummer gave her a partly broken stick as a "souvenir"...I have no idea why. She proceeded to "play" drums by banging on his kit. She kept bothering us and I told her "Go play in the road" over the mic.
Eventually she went away, but I was extremely worried that she was going to trip over our gear and hurt herself. No idea why the owners weren't paying attention.
re: Requests, my standard response is "Yes, we take requests...we just don't always play them!"
Eventually she went away, but I was extremely worried that she was going to trip over our gear and hurt herself. No idea why the owners weren't paying attention.
re: Requests, my standard response is "Yes, we take requests...we just don't always play them!"
Roland GR 88
Commercial User
Played a curling club year-end party once in Burns Lake - real **** kickin' town in northern B.C. The people were not into us at all, too much hippie and not enough country. After the first set this lady comes up and asks me to put this cassette on.
Well, the dance floor erupts and everyone is shakin' it now, doing some weird dance with their arms and legs. I mean, their ALL dancing the same way and we're scratching our heads wondering *** ?! Second set comes and they all sit down and glare at us for 40min. until we finish and lady says "play that cassette again". Once more everyone is up having a great time and this pattern repeats all night between our 4 sets.
The song ....... ? "Hey Macarena"
We were told not to come back, not because we sucked or played the wrong tunes but because our drummer worked with a battered women's group and was told that " We don't need your kind here, our women are happy and don't need your pinko help".
Well, the dance floor erupts and everyone is shakin' it now, doing some weird dance with their arms and legs. I mean, their ALL dancing the same way and we're scratching our heads wondering *** ?! Second set comes and they all sit down and glare at us for 40min. until we finish and lady says "play that cassette again". Once more everyone is up having a great time and this pattern repeats all night between our 4 sets.
The song ....... ? "Hey Macarena"
We were told not to come back, not because we sucked or played the wrong tunes but because our drummer worked with a battered women's group and was told that " We don't need your kind here, our women are happy and don't need your pinko help".
We had a drunk (and I mean drunk!) lady clime on the stage to "play" keys once. Someone from the club pulled her by her arm and she face-planted right on the floor and kept still for a while...I felt sorry for her, even though how irritating it was and how funny the entire situation was.
Wow. *lol* Related to that, my friend and former guitarist once played a gig at a place that he learned was owned by the Grand Wizard of the local KKK. He's white, but that's still an uncomfortable factoid to learn.
What's the opposite of "country" - disco? You should have busted some of THAT out.
