Last night I had a gig backing up a couple friends of mine. One guitarist and I have a band together, and we started an acoustic project with another local songwriter swapping each others songs to book full nights at local venues without having to hire openers or anything. That makes two acoustic guitars and DB. All three of us sing. I also play percussion on a few songs. During a break, a nice couple approached the three of us and exclaimed how they loved the music. I had a nice chat with the female about how her father is a bassist in New York, and how beautiful an instrument upright bass can be. During our third set, they brought up shots of whiskey as a token of their appreciation. Only thing is they brought up only two. One for each guitar player. As if my contribution to the music wasn't noticed or appreciated... I wasn't much for taking shots that night, but I never said anything otherwise. It really hurt my pride to be left out like that, as if I hadn't put as much time or effort in as anyone else. I know this isn't much of a "humor" type thing, but maybe others can share their experiences as being completely ignored in the rhythm section. That poopie bummed me out.
In the sixties we had a six piece Dixie band. Three of us shared a flat, the sax/clari, the trombone and me. From dawn to dusk we'd take the piss out of each other and very thick skins had to be acquired - fast. Very often a heated argument would be resolved by the other two turning to me and saying in unison 'but your opinion doesn't count because you're a member of the rhythm section'.
Reminds me of this: The circus comes to town and they put on a Parade for the townsfolk, showing off all the Acts, including the Elephants, Bears, etc. At the tail end of the parade is a lone gentleman carrying a shovel and trashcan, whose job it is to scoop up all the poop left by the Large Animals in the Parade. A bystander says to the man, "Gee, Pal, can't you find a better line of work? Why don't you quit this job and find something, ANYTHING, other than scooping up poop after the Parade? To which the man replies - "What, and get out of Show Business?!"
I have my regular band and several side projects. The name of one side project is The Rhythm Section. It's rhythm guitar, bass and percussion/drums, and we all sing. We were the rhythm section of a six-piece band that broke up because no one wanted to follow the bandleader. We decided to proceed as The Rhythm Section. It's going pretty well so far. But, so, yeah, obviously I "chose the rhythm section life."
Love the circus thing, gonna tell my buds that one tomorrow. We work in TV and it's pretty tedious. Didn't Jaco say, regarding lifeboat priority, "Women and the rhythm section first!"
Back in college I was playing with a rock, new wave, blues, whatever typical college band. Our second gig was hugely successful, girls literally dancing on the tables and swinging from the chandeliers. Afterwards a cute blonde comes up to me and starts talking. I figured this may never happen to the bass player again so thee years later we were married. In fact, it has almost never happened since.