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Spinal Tap Moments

A couple of weeks ago we played upstairs at a local bar, to get upstairs without lugging gear up stairs there are elevators. we loaded the guitarist's gear into the elevtaor, then crammed ourselves in, the security guy swiped his card and off we went.
Somehow we ended up getting stuck on some other level of the building which had no unlocked doors or exits, there was a woman there who must have called the elevator. she took the other elevator when she saw us in ours.
so for 10 or 15 minutes we are standing there, pushing buttons that do nothing without the security card, opening and closing the door and laughing.
Eventually the guitarist calls our drummer who tells us he is driving. then we call the guy who put teh show on who eventually tells the security guy, who gets us to where we want to go. with much laughing.
 
I was once booked to play a gig for a medical marijuana clinic, only when they had us play we were out on the sidewalk of a not s great neighborhood in south LA around the corner from where the clinic was located. I played rhythm tracks on a keyboard while my friend played the steel pan. Maybe not so Spinal Tap-ish
 
Total Spinal Tap moment last night... one of my bands was opening for a well-known reggae band touring to promote a new album. We finish our set, the crowd chants for more, the venue management tells us they're already five minutes behind schedule and we got no time for an encore. Somehow our singer talks them into letting half the band play another song while the rest gets our gear off the stage... gets back up there and starts singing a capella, then our drummer and flute player join in, then I figure out what's going on and confusedly amble back onto the stage in the middle of a verse to play while three others are taking gear down.

I can't even imagine how ridiculous that must have looked from the audience point of view.
 
Yeah, but have any of them choked on someone else's vomit?

When I was sixteen I built my own flash pots for my brother's band. There were many mistakes in the development; I set my mother's porch on fire.

There were even more in the execution of the flashpots at shows; including having a small club evacuate.

Thank goodness I never hurt anyone...seriously.

But it hasn't been proven it wasn't his vomit.....
 
I toured with a band who
1) had the singer's girlfriend on tour with us
2) played a record signing that no one showed up to
3) played a club where the radio signal in my amp was louder than my bass
4) played a celebrity party where a guy from a famous band jumped up on stage and started playing his crappy song with the guitar player's acoustic and broke three strings.
5) that same guitar player later stole a bunch of our gear
6) went from playing Red Rocks to coffee houses.
7) etc...

So, yeah, that movie has become painfully realistic. It's still one of my favorites though.
 
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Back in the 80's, I found some old Traynor 200 watt tube head in a pawn shop. It sounded pretty good for about 8 months. We were playing a gig when my amp started making some weird noises. I turned around to see this old Traynor head with flames coming out the back of it. Luckily the drummer fired his beer into it to douse the flames.
 
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when i was much younger i attended a "rock camp" where i was the only bassist and the only person who could read music. I was showing a guitarist melody I had written in D minor and when I told him the key he said, "oh, I've heard D minor is the saddest key..."
He hadn't seen the movie and he was serious.
 
This is semi Tap:
A few months ago, I was practising with my band, and we were going well, writing some riffs, putting a bit of structure together etc. The guitarist gets a call from this girl, who he'd been quite into at the time (as was I admittedly, I even wrote her a poem...) who wants to see him in town. He ditches us in a very David/Jeanine manner. So me and the drummer did the only possible; followed him and popped up at oppurtune moments as he started to try and get into it! We still call her Yoko to this day...
 
Have had a bizarre customs accident.

Coming through and my bag was pulled out to be searched, the (rather old) woman emptied it taking out around 20 identical tshirts (band tshirts) and a multipack of condoms. Looked at me and said, "Ohh.....so it IS true what they say about those rock bands?"

I HOPE your reply was "well, sadly NOT - as you can see..." (unless the pack was empty...) :D

Great thread, keep 'em coming guys!
 

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