So we're practicing the other night and it was a bit windy and rainy out. The studio is on the top floor of a building complex and there is a vent to the roof that occasionally makes some noise in the wind. I've noticed it before, but since we don't record there it doesn't really matter. The vent itself looks like a partially ajar bathroom fan cover, and happens to open directly above the drumkit, specifically, right over the stool.
So this thing was flapping a bit in the wind and we could hear the pitter patter of rain in between songs. So during the third song or so, I can see the vent cover sort of shaking, and I think, this is weird. Our drummer, Paul, sees me looking at the vent and looks directly up at it and sees it shaking too and we stop playing. He gets up and checks it out and then says, "its just wiggling around cuz of the wind." So we start into the same tune again.
A short while in, I see the cover moving again, and suddenly, a small, grey-brown and furry looking creature comes straight down out of the vent opening and drops right onto Paul's shoulder before running across the room and tearing up the wall into the rafters.
Paul's reaction to this was a bloodcurdling scream as he threw his sticks in the air, leapt from his stool, tore his shirt off and ran across the room screaming "IS IT ON ME?! IS IT ON ME?!"
At the same time, our guitarist jumped probably three feet straight into the air backwards and landed right on top of his amp (2x12 combo) and our singer screamed super loud into the microphone "HOLY ****! WHAT WAS THAT!!!"
I guess part of me was already ready for something because I didn't jump or yell or anything. Well, I might have pooped a little.
Turns out it was a squirrel. He paced around in the rafters while we calmed down and figured out how to open the skylight. Then he zipped out to freedom and we all had a good laugh. Kinda killed the evening's flow though....
So this thing was flapping a bit in the wind and we could hear the pitter patter of rain in between songs. So during the third song or so, I can see the vent cover sort of shaking, and I think, this is weird. Our drummer, Paul, sees me looking at the vent and looks directly up at it and sees it shaking too and we stop playing. He gets up and checks it out and then says, "its just wiggling around cuz of the wind." So we start into the same tune again.
A short while in, I see the cover moving again, and suddenly, a small, grey-brown and furry looking creature comes straight down out of the vent opening and drops right onto Paul's shoulder before running across the room and tearing up the wall into the rafters.
Paul's reaction to this was a bloodcurdling scream as he threw his sticks in the air, leapt from his stool, tore his shirt off and ran across the room screaming "IS IT ON ME?! IS IT ON ME?!"
At the same time, our guitarist jumped probably three feet straight into the air backwards and landed right on top of his amp (2x12 combo) and our singer screamed super loud into the microphone "HOLY ****! WHAT WAS THAT!!!"
I guess part of me was already ready for something because I didn't jump or yell or anything. Well, I might have pooped a little.
Turns out it was a squirrel. He paced around in the rafters while we calmed down and figured out how to open the skylight. Then he zipped out to freedom and we all had a good laugh. Kinda killed the evening's flow though....
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