I got a call from a new 'performance venue'. Would I like to play bass at their new jam. I said sure, assuming we would play as a kickin' house band, and then bring up guests, yadda, yadda. I got there and the sound man was stting up drums, but didn't know how. Ok...Then I started getting that bad feeling, and yup, he really did turn on the front of house rack with all the amps running. Some temporary deafness, and possibly a few blown drivers later.... No house band...no drummer....the hostess got up and welcomed people and said 'Who wants to come up and play?' There are no guitar amps, but lotsa guys with guitars.Does anyone play drums? A guy puts up a hand. There are no drum sticks. I can't bail at this point, cause my amp is on stage. Some general f'ing around, and a guitar amp, and drumsticks appear. First guy up calls 'Feel like making love'. Cool. In G, fine. Then asks if anyone can sing it? That's ok, very nice p.a. for the room has no monitors. Long story short- we played a blues number that somehow had 12, 13, or 14 bars, at complete random, with a drummer that couldn't count to four. The sad part of the story is this venue will pull crap like this, and down the road announce that live music just isn't working there, and hire a d.j. Or have karaoke night. Sad, sad, sad.