In all honesty that only happens every now and again.... the whisky ****S that is.
The reality is, I wouldn't want it any other way then the lo-fi diy.
Peace
-Benny
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Farting during a show
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In all honesty that only happens every now and again.... the whisky ****S that is.
The reality is, I wouldn't want it any other way then the lo-fi diy.
Peace
-Benny
Been there, done it. lol!
I also enjoy farting when I'm in a crowd at concerts. No one can hear it when the music is that loud! lol!
I also enjoy farting when I'm in a crowd at concerts. No one can hear it when the music is that loud! lol!
Yeah, or just a club when the music's loud. Good when in a large group of girls dancing.
Got a funny story here, copied it from an old thread, but it kind of fits.
We were in the middle of playing Cissy Strut > Soul Island, which is a long instrumental jam that we chose to open up our second set with. It gives our singer a little break (read time to remember to tune his freakin' mandolin). Well our guitarist, keyboardist, drummer, and I were grooving pretty good. I had just kicked on the q-tron and was getting ready to lead us into the transition, when all the sudden I hear a loud "Oh no!" come from my guitarist. A quick little note on this venue's geography. This venue has the single restroom directly to the left of the stage. It's actually tucked away nicely and directly beside our guitarist. Well all the sudden I hear our guitarist go "Oh no!" and I see his face. It literally looks like somebody had sucked all the color out of it. He just lifts up his guitar and puts it on the stand and then runs into the bathroom. Our vocalist, notices this, and quickly runs over to pick up his guitar, and proceeds to kind of just strum the chord. Well we're not sure if we should wait for our guitarist, or if we should proceed to transition into the next jam and start singling Soul Island. So our singer starts moving forward to the mike, so we decide to start into Soul Island. It's going ok, until about half way through we are overwhelmed with this hideous stench. Even people at the bar noticed it. Well on the final note as we end our song, the bathroom door blasts open and our guitarist comes out of there. Kind of walking on his tippy toes. Our guitarist had blocked the toilet and it was flowing out of the toilet and into the bar right beside the stage. Our guitarist is grinning. Everyone notices what's going on. He simply takes a bow and straps back in. We played in that stench for the rest of the night. Shortly after pretty much everyone left. It was hilarious.
We were in the middle of playing Cissy Strut > Soul Island, which is a long instrumental jam that we chose to open up our second set with. It gives our singer a little break (read time to remember to tune his freakin' mandolin). Well our guitarist, keyboardist, drummer, and I were grooving pretty good. I had just kicked on the q-tron and was getting ready to lead us into the transition, when all the sudden I hear a loud "Oh no!" come from my guitarist. A quick little note on this venue's geography. This venue has the single restroom directly to the left of the stage. It's actually tucked away nicely and directly beside our guitarist. Well all the sudden I hear our guitarist go "Oh no!" and I see his face. It literally looks like somebody had sucked all the color out of it. He just lifts up his guitar and puts it on the stand and then runs into the bathroom. Our vocalist, notices this, and quickly runs over to pick up his guitar, and proceeds to kind of just strum the chord. Well we're not sure if we should wait for our guitarist, or if we should proceed to transition into the next jam and start singling Soul Island. So our singer starts moving forward to the mike, so we decide to start into Soul Island. It's going ok, until about half way through we are overwhelmed with this hideous stench. Even people at the bar noticed it. Well on the final note as we end our song, the bathroom door blasts open and our guitarist comes out of there. Kind of walking on his tippy toes. Our guitarist had blocked the toilet and it was flowing out of the toilet and into the bar right beside the stage. Our guitarist is grinning. Everyone notices what's going on. He simply takes a bow and straps back in. We played in that stench for the rest of the night. Shortly after pretty much everyone left. It was hilarious.
LOL. That's called the "Walk of Shame" you're not supposed to be grinning
LOL. You are if you're me and my buddies.
The dog was gonig nuts last night. He was farting up a storm, and it was nasty. Foul, thick, pungent, and long lasting. I think he must've read "Walter the Farting Dog".
It went on all through the night. We thought about kicking him out, but he's an old dog and doesn't move around well. Especially after he falls asleep. I amazed we managed to get any sleep, but maybe we were knocked out by the fumes. When my wife and I woke up, we had stuffy noses and bloodshot eyes. The mutt got to us.
It went on all through the night. We thought about kicking him out, but he's an old dog and doesn't move around well. Especially after he falls asleep. I amazed we managed to get any sleep, but maybe we were knocked out by the fumes. When my wife and I woke up, we had stuffy noses and bloodshot eyes. The mutt got to us.
knarleybass
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Yes, the guys in my band all know my "brand", I have stopped shows, where the singer and the rest of the band would stop mid song and all go to the other side of the stage and announce to the croud, who could also smell it, that I had passed some serious gas, as a matter of fact I think it's in one of our DVD's... All I can say is that I am better off avoiding Taco Bell, BBQ Sauce, and Garlic before any show...
I hope I have children so I can remember those beautiful moments, like riding a 2-wheeler for the first time.
It gets better. When you get them into the teen years, you get to play rate-a-blast. When you drive them around with their friends, everybody joins in.
It's a great bonding activity.
Just yesterday, my son demonstrated how our dog responds to one of his blasts.
moogboy
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i think i might save it for some unison riffs. get next to the guitar player, and let it rip as we are doin that. think he might notice?
I just dropped a super huge eggy sbd fart... One of the girls in my journalism class, just raised her hand and said that it smells in here... I smiled and laughed, I couldn't help it. Then the whole class started laughing, and accused me of farting. Oh man, so busted. Hilarious. Just pooted another one as I typed this... LOL. Ah, man , I crack myself up.
I've got that one beat Maki.... 60 7th & 8th graders in jr. high chorus with their chairs pulled down around the piano. We're warming up, doing some exercises for breath support and as I'm counting off to breath in, I fired a full bank of photon torpedos. Fortunately it was of the silent variety so they're not sure it was me.
And this, ladies and gentlemen, is what we have shaping the minds of America's youth. I weep for the future
I've got that one beat Maki.... 60 7th & 8th graders in jr. high chorus with their chairs pulled down around the piano. We're warming up, doing some exercises for breath support and as I'm counting off to breath in, I fired a full bank of photon torpedos. Fortunately it was of the silent variety so they're not sure it was me.
ROTFLMAO - Ah man, I just lit up my room with laughter. Now people are looking at me...
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