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ok I'll start.
I played a real workhorse of a bass - a 1st gen G&L B1000.
I was used to playing large halls, so my habit was to pick
up the bass by the neck & strap & sorta throw it up in the
air to put it on. Never really thought what it looked like or
ceilings or anything. Imagine my embarrasment when I took
out a drummers ceilingfan before the audition even started.
Yeah - the bass didn't get a scratch.
At a friends gig, the guitarist was showboating & acting crazy onstage.
During one "passionate" solo section the guitar player gets down on his knees
in front of the bass player. As he does this he pulls the cable out of the amps input jack, The bass player, staring down at the guitarist who was flicking his tongue in the direction of his crotch, stops playing & stares in disbelief. The drummer, hearing the others stop, stands to see what the heck is going on. The silence was deafening & there is poor guitarist, center stage on his knees. Everyone but the guitarist busts out laughing. He gets up to the mike (till this I never saw a black guy blush) and mumbles "we'll be back in ten minutes" & slinks off the stage. The band, mercifully, never brought up the incident again.
Did you tell him to take the cost of the fan out of your first gig check?
There was a lady who mixed up her valium & birth control pills. She has 14 kids but doesn't care.
UPS brought me 2 basses. As the driver was getting them
off the truck, he asked, "what kind of guns are these?"
I simply replied, "four string!"

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2) Earlier on with the same band i was jumping up and down on stage and one of the times i did a karate kick which sent my haphazardly tied to shoe sailing across the stage and hitting some fan in chest. they were not happy.
no this video is not available for public viewing
Then it didn't happen![]()
So many bush bash stories and so little time. The story that comes to mind at the moment was one particular bush bash we were playing when i was 14 years old with a fairly sizeable crowd (approx 5k). We were in the middle of a song, I was grooving with the drummer and watching him. He's kinda looking around while he's playing and the next thing i know, mid song, he gets out of his stool as quick as lightening, jumps off the back of the hay wagon and is now starting to run like a bat outta hell.
About three seconds later a HUGE dude runs by the back of the stage and is now running after the drummer.
The band kept playing while our drummer was running away from this dude. I was probably on some pharmaceuticals at the time, you know ..... ummmm ..... Benadryl or something like that ..... yeah, that's the ticket ..... anywho, i was laughing my ass off because there was no way this big burly guy was gonna catch our drummer and he eventually ran outta steam. Our drummer jumps back in his stool as stage security finally escorts the dude and his girlfriend outside the event.
Apparently, just before we went onstage, our drummer was walking by a group of people, spotted this random girl and slid his sticks between her legs across her naughty bits as he walked by. For some strange reason she took offence to this and started to look for her boyfriend to tell him what happened.
I guess it took about a song and a half for her to find him and for him to find our drummer. Our drummer wasn't the smartest or most subtle cat.