Friday night, as usual, I was steady getting sh*t-faced. We made our way into the local rock bar, and I soon discovered that the mullet bass player got liquored up and quit the band mid-set (mullets and alcohol do not mix). So, the owner came up to me and asked do I wanna play. I said sure. I went to get my bass out the car, and he gave me a free pitcher of brew. I knew a few covers they did, but had to have them yell out chord changes on their originals and such. It was fun. Never done that before, but it was a good experience. I may have gotten some gigs playing fill-in until they get a new bassist. Out of town paying gigs! Pretty good for a drunk guy who can't play by ear.