I like this post. I'll address each one individually.
I expect that if I'm booked to play, I play. There were people expecting to see us that night. If that's asking too much, I guess I'm a diva and our fans are needy.
There's a huge difference between complaining and sticking up for yourself. When we found out about it I didn't cry about it. I drank more, rocked out to the band playing, and got some smoochies from a chick...that actually kinda makes me the man.
I was bragging?
If you're supposed to do your job and you're not I'm gonna call you out on it.
Once again, I was bragging? It was irrelevant to the story but it happened and therefore, part of the story. Get off the pedestal, I smoke weed and it's AWESOME!
I meant maybe, if I had no intent of playing I'd be wrong. If the night went smoother and I was up to it, I would have been playing Sabbath. I was willing to get past wanting to punch that dude in the face to get my Geezer on.
I'm guessing this one is in reference to the other bass player and I'm done beating a dead horse.
In the real world, there's A LOT of people that need to get some sense slapped into them. Yes, this includes me sometimes. I'm not gonna pretend to be cool with someone I'd rather see beaten, because that's even worse than telling them to piss off.
But thanks for the lecture, dad. How's the weather on that pedestal? Warm I hope.