I played in a band in the 80's we did all of our own stuff, no covers. We actually had moderate success, playing the Natural History Museum in London for a graduation party for Viscount Lindley, did nightclubs in Soho on a pay as you play basis where they actually paid us as quote "you're the first band we've every had that's got this tough crowd up and dancing and you're welcome to come back and headline".
We played many gigs up and down the country (UK) had a couple of shall we say mismatched where we played a Working Mens Club, and we were told that crowd "didn't appreciate that druggie music"
, but all in all we were doing OK. We had a decent local following when we played round our stomping grounds.
But one day we had a gig at a pub in Moseley, Birmingham and it was a well known music venue it's name The Swan, if I recall correctly, but it was home venue to many Birmingham rockers, such as Black Sabbath, ELO, Wizzard etc.
I guess it's maybe because we hadn't advertised it enough but on the night not a single paying person showed up. I mean no-one. Zip.
Obviously we ended up out of pocket, but what we did was turn it into a massive jam session by going downstairs and getting the drinkers to come up and have a go on the mike and play a couple of tunes if they could.
From a total disaster it turned out to be one of the most fun nights we ever had.
We eventually imploded just when we'd secured a gig at Covent Garden where the A&R men were coming to see us.
It's a s**t business.
We played many gigs up and down the country (UK) had a couple of shall we say mismatched where we played a Working Mens Club, and we were told that crowd "didn't appreciate that druggie music"
But one day we had a gig at a pub in Moseley, Birmingham and it was a well known music venue it's name The Swan, if I recall correctly, but it was home venue to many Birmingham rockers, such as Black Sabbath, ELO, Wizzard etc.
I guess it's maybe because we hadn't advertised it enough but on the night not a single paying person showed up. I mean no-one. Zip.

Obviously we ended up out of pocket, but what we did was turn it into a massive jam session by going downstairs and getting the drinkers to come up and have a go on the mike and play a couple of tunes if they could.
From a total disaster it turned out to be one of the most fun nights we ever had.
We eventually imploded just when we'd secured a gig at Covent Garden where the A&R men were coming to see us.
It's a s**t business.