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I don't care what you people play.....

You're only here to sell beer. If you sell enough beer, you get paid. If you don't, you won't. Any questions?

No Ma'am. No questions. Well, actually I was kind of questioning how the mile-high-beehive hairdo (think RL version of Marge Simpson) had managed to survive into the 1980's, but I thought it best to keep that to myself for the time being :p

Anyway, as it turned out, Good Ol' Millie really did care after all....

Two sets that packed her little neighborhood dive to the rafters had her smiling wide, along with our good-natured tolerance for people reaching around the band to get to the beer cooler. Cash register is ringing like the phones at a radio station giving away free Rolling Stones tickets. Happy crowd, Happy band, Happy bar owner. All is right with the world. And then we do our Killer encore:

4F Club by the Mentors

After we hit the last chord, you could've heard a pin drop, then about 5 seconds of total, shocked, silence before this voice booms out at 120db

"I DON'T WANT TO EVER HEAR THAT SONG IN MY BAR AGAIN!!!!

It was a learning experience :D
 
No Ma'am. No questions. Well, actually I was kind of questioning how the mile-high-beehive hairdo (think RL version of Marge Simpson) had managed to survive into the 1980's, but I thought it best to keep that to myself for the time being :p

Anyway, as it turned out, Good Ol' Millie really did care after all....

Two sets that packed her little neighborhood dive to the rafters had her smiling wide, along with our good-natured tolerance for people reaching around the band to get to the beer cooler. Cash register is ringing like the phones at a radio station giving away free Rolling Stones tickets. Happy crowd, Happy band, Happy bar owner. All is right with the world. And then we do our Killer encore:

4F Club by the Mentors

After we hit the last chord, you could've heard a pin drop, then about 5 seconds of total, shocked, silence before this voice booms out at 120db

"I DON'T WANT TO EVER HEAR THAT SONG IN MY BAR AGAIN!!!!

It was a learning experience :D

Holy crap what were you guys thinking!..lol I use to hang with El Duce back in the late eighties when i met him through a band out of Chicago named Ethrope.. Wow what a character..lol Find um, Feel um, F*** um, Forget Um... lol
 
There was a local college radio station (WTSR Trenton) that used to play it every once in a while and I managed to tape it one night, right off the air. Took the tape over to the rest of the band the next day and we ended up doing it as a rehearsal warm-up tune for a couple of months

Playing it out wasn't really something we'd planned in advance....

I chalk it up to a good youthful lesson in how 'just because you can do something, doesn't mean you should :ninja:
 
For reference, what are some other things you played?

Pretty standard cover-band stuff for those days:

Fire - Hendrix
Let it Bleed - Stones
Cat Scratch Fever - Nugent
Peter Gunn
Dirty Love - Zappa

Mostly that sort of thing. Garden variety electric tunes for our area (central NJ). A few oddities like Brain Damage/Eclipse by Pink Floyd and Time Has Come Today by the Chambers Brothers
 
I played in a bar band where the owner was a classic rock lover so we learned some Boston at his request. Being an avid music lover, I think we were there for his personal entertainment and he pretty much liked our setlist but after a while he banned us from doing the handful of Frank Zappa tunes we played for our own enjoyment because he got a few complaints and out of the regulars, the two who actually knew the music apparently weren't buying enough beer to justify it :)
 
Dude, I'm so old that I remember the Fugs......The Mentors are really....good? A the neighborhood Bar.....Like White Lightening..........:p

Ahh, yes. The Fugs. I favored their "It Crawled Into My Hand, Honest" album. Johnny P****** Meets the Red Angel; Ramses II is Dead, My Love; Wide, Wide River; Grope Need; etc.

The Golden Filth album is also good ... "Slum Goddess," "Supergirl," "Nothing," "I Couldn't Get High," "Coca-Cola Douche," and "How Sweet I Roamed."