so I played the sky bar friday with Jones one it was pretty good. Met some cool people played some good music got a nice bass solo one of three i've ever played in my life. But Boy I'm glad I got my stuff together. As I unloaded my stuff off the stage as fast as I could (we ran a little late) the bass player from the band after us ran up to me and said "you guys rock, can I borrow a cord?" Well I looked at him and realized he was heavily intoxicated and being a very prepared person gave him one of my cords and told him "keep it" It was one of my older spares anyway. He thanked me and walked away to put together his rig in a drunken stupor. moment later, I heard a very loud clang preceded by an expletive. thatwas the sound of a bass falling on it's jack and having the jack driven up into the bass into the chamber where all the cords are. Immediatly after this the same bass player wobbled up to me and uttered the sentence "dude can I use your bass?" well noticing hte pick in his hand, glancing at my modulus I said "uhm hold on" I went into my kit got out my screwdriver and duck tape and proceeded to crack open the little wire casing chamber on the bass, the jack out and fix his bass. after that I QUICKLY cased up my stuff and loaded it into the drummers car. the band took the stage as I was leaving and as I looked up I saw the drunken bass player lean against his stack and it fall over and burst into sparks and feed back. The drunken bass players eyes saw me across the room and as the drummer was trying to salvage his rig, the bass player started coming towards me. I ran to my drummers car and told him to book. So all in all I'm out some duct tape and a cord. But I'm just glad I'm not a guitar tech for them.