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Grabbed my ass!!!

I've been gigging for a year now. Havent had my ass grabbed yet-(our rhythm player did though), but a few weeks ago we were playing in Da Bronx and this drunk college age girl (I"m 51 BTW-old enough to be her dad) leans in to me and asks if she can play the bass (while we're playing). She catches me off guard and leans WAY in and pins my right hand to the bass with her boobs while she's trying to hit the strings!!!

And just last Friday our drummer got flashed. A couple days later I was at the liquor store thats next to the bar where the flashing incident happened. The door to the bar was open and as I was walking back to my car, I hear a loud raspy female voice saying to somebody in the bar "Did you see my nipples Friday night??" I almost fell over laughing in the parking lot.

I think maybe people are letting a little too loose when they're out at these shows. It's funny to a point but when you mess up the show that's where i draw the line i think.
 
I think maybe people are letting a little too loose when they're out at these shows. It's funny to a point but when you mess up the show that's where i draw the line i think.

She didnt really mess me up. We were playing something simple so I kept my part going with left hand hammer-ons. I have to admit, I didnt fight TOO hard to get my right hand free!! It was enjoying the atmosphere!! ;)
 
Yeah, its not like she did something really disruptive like knock me over or shut off my amp or something really stupid like that.

And another time a girl grabbed my cowboy hat off my head and danced with it on her head for a few tunes before she returned it-- gotta admit, it smelled WAY better when she gave it back!!
 
Yeah, its not like she did something really disruptive like knock me over or shut off my amp or something really stupid like that.

And another time a girl grabbed my cowboy hat off my head and danced with it on her head for a few tunes before she returned it-- gotta admit, it smelled WAY better when she gave it back!!
Is there anything a pretty girl can't do?
 
So as bizarre as this story is it's true. I played my first gig ever this new years eve and as i was half way into a kick ass punk rock set on my Schecter Model T 5 string i felt something touching me. Not just me but my ass, like a squeeze. I thought maybe it was a weird friend of mine who is into stupid jokey things of that nature. I am too but that's neither here not there. So anyway, I ignore it until it happens again and i turn around and there is some dude with his hand on my ass and he's just looking at me like "what's the deal?". What was i gonna do? Botch my first show because some loser decided to get too drunk and cop a feel? No i just killed him instead. But really i just played my ass off(figuratively) and had a great show. Later i told that guy that he shouldn't grab strange mens asses whilst they're playing music on stage but i don't think it registered. Anyway, that's my literal first gig story.

EDIT GUYS! Someone took a video of it. About a third of the way through the song Johnny Johnny you can see this dude copping his feel then coming back for a second grab grab of my ace! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O3AclanFAIs&list=PLsRkxreVw8dridrojfdn7nK32U7cNVVUz

The only reason I read this all the way through was to see, hopefully, that you were a woman.
Basically I was afraid you were going to say you were a guy.
Now I wish I had not read it.
 
57. Only time I'm not the invisible bass player to women under 50 is when my wife is in the audience.

Then something magical always happens and I turn into George Clooney.

Guess it keeps it honest...
 
This happened to me on Christmas Eve '95 at the Saloon in Northbeach. Apparently some "dancers" from one of the strip clubs in the neighborhood had come in. The ladies room was down the hall past my side of the stage and one of them gave me a squeeze as she went past. It happened so fast and caught me off guard, that by the time I turned around to look all I saw was the ladies room door swinging shut.