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Weird post gig interactions

I've had the usual weird encounters that everyone else experiences, but one in particular stayed with me and still make me laugh several years later.

Circa 1996-97 I was at a bar gig, and afterwards, near closing time, the bartender (good looking, 22 years old, etc.,) asked me if I wanted to go home with her. Well, hell yeah!, of course I did!

We got to her place and she made me breakfast (scrambled eggs, toast, bacon, coffee).

And that was it. Nothing else happened. She walked me to the door and said "goodnight". Turns out she just felt like making breakfast for someone..... View attachment 3100939

i think id be ok with that
 
Many years ago...

Did an audition for a classic rock three piece. Aced the audition, and was invited to come hear the band play their last show with the current bassist. "But don't say anything..."

Well, yeah, because they hadn't told the old bassist he was out yet.

And, of course, who comes over to chat with Mrs 57 and me right after the first set? Exactly.

Turns out the old bassist is this 20something kid who's partially blind, real nice guy, and he's asking us how we heard about the band, telling us how good the band is and how the band is the best thing he has going for him, etc, etc.

He joined us for a pizza and beer and we chatted some more. I liked the kid more and more. Driving home, Mrs 57 and I had the same thoughts about the night.

Called the BL the next day and turned down the gig.
Class act... Kharma will smile on you. Or my bet, already has. :thumbsup:
 
How many of you have played in front of pissed off guys who didn't get the job?

I'll one up you there, I've played bass in front of the bass player I previously fired, when he was still pissed about it, and several times thereafter, when he was less pissed about it. He actually was invited to my wedding, I have a motto, you may not be in the family business no more, but you still be family... We may actually work together again, both on bass, right now we're arguing who has to buy the Ric...

1) Ex wives/girlfriends. I'll be on stage and right in front of me will be my wife, my ex girlfriend amd my ex wife.... standing in a triangle having a chat.

You got wireless? Might be time for a little showboating in the crowd...or getting a head start to the parking lot!
 
Two girls (early 20s max, way too young for us, and we are all unavailable) asked me after a gig if my two bandmates (way better looking than me) usually pick-up girls after the shows... They looked very unhappy when I told them they has wifes and don't cheat.

They never minded asked about me, but I'm only the bass player (I would have refused anyway)

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You’re more patient than me. I wouldn’t go through that for anything less than a signed national touring act.

It was about a month after my first audition before they requested another. I figured I had not gotten the job by then and had other irons in the fire, so the additional sessions with them were not discouraging at all. In fact, these guys are a blast to play with so it was house money as far as I was concerned.
 
Just remembered another good one...

The last band I was in before "retiring" was a punk band. I was the singer, well..... maybe more appropriate to say vocalist, and did not play bass for the project. Our songs were so damn short that we could knock out a 12 song set and still need filler material to hit 45 minutes. We decided on a couple cover tunes , one being "I don't wanna hear it" by Minor Threat. When we started working on it, we learned that the drummer knew the guitar parts and the bass player knew the vocals. So just for sh*ts n giggles we decided to do a full band instrument swap on this song.

Just one small detail, my bass player was left handed. This was not a problem, the song has two parts and only hits 5 notes, all within the same box. I just learned the song with the bass upside down. Took one pass, non-issue.

When we played the song at shows, I would be all dramatic about putting the bass on right handed and asking where the strings were. Hammed it up good. We even changed the intro to bass instead of guitar to let me get stupid with the act.

Yea... I was kinda farming this interaction, but it still cracked me up every time someone would come up after the show and be like "Woah! Dude! You're a vocalist and just played the bass backwards. *** man? You blew my mind".
 
Many years ago I was in a band that played an outdoor show with multiple bands starting at around noon, and going into the late evening. We went on 4th or 5th or something like that, and we arrived a little bit late because we were somewhat disorganized. We arrived near the beginning of the set of the band that played right before us. I can't remember what they were called but they were kind of like a new jazz, funky sounding band, this was the early 90s when that was really popular.

Anyway, the bass player was really good and had a great tone. I didn't get a chance to meet him before because we had arrived late, but he was playing a bass I didn't recognize and wearing a black hoodie and ball cap, with the hood up.

After they stopped and we were setting up, I noticed the black hoodie guy come back up on stage and he grabbed the bass from in front of the cab. By then I had realized that it was a Warwick, and it was the first one that I had actually seen in person. I talked to him about it, asking him how much he liked it, what he liked about it, complimented him on the sound, asked about his rig which was a Trace Elliot. He gave really short curt answers like he really wanted to get the hell away, and then he said "sorry man, I really got to go", and went off the back of the stage.

I kept setting up my gear, and a minute later hoodie guy is back and saying "hey, where's my bass? One of you guys take my bass?" It was then I realized that the hoodie guy I was talking to was not the bassist, but a pretty brazen thief.
 
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Welcome to TB.

Living in SD? Hard to have empathy for that! But it’s great that you are back in the game.

Ignore the background noise and make some of your own! HOB for a starter? Again - no sympathy here!

Get big enough and you can afford a body guard. :)
 
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Some middle aged lady came up to us after a New Years gig (I don't even think she caught a whole song, we were almost done) and told the guitar player as I was standing next to him--- something condescending like. Wow, Thank you for letting her play with you guys, and giving her a chance. And she acted like she'd never seen a female musician before and they were doing me and the world a huge favor. LOL he is a good buddy of mine who I have played in bands with for years and he had asked me to fill in after his bassist quit. I was doing them a favor!
 
It was about a month after my first audition before they requested another. I figured I had not gotten the job by then and had other irons in the fire, so the additional sessions with them were not discouraging at all. In fact, these guys are a blast to play with so it was house money as far as I was concerned.

Fair enough. I got a different impression when you compared it to one if those networks last man standing shows. But an audition and then a callback a month later for round two isn’t an imposition. I’d be good with that too if the band were good enough.
 
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Fair enough. I got a different impression when you compared it to one if those networks last man standing shows. But an audition and then a callback a month later for round two isn’t an imposition. I’d be good with that too if the band were good enough.

It was the 2nd - 5th round that made it feel like I was in a reality show. Those ones were once a week with my competition sometimes after or before me. Didn't rattle me, I offered encouragement to those who were next and complimented those I was following. Even joked with the band that they needed to change the name to "Murder of Four and the fill in bass player".

Guessing my patience and persistence combined with me enjoying myself probably had more to do with getting the job than my chops.
 
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Our band was playing in the hills of Alabama. They gave us a trailer to stay in, out in the middle of nowhere. We were coming back after a show, about 2am. It was pitch black, down a mile long dirt road. As soon as we step out of the van, we hear the sound of a wild cat being killed. We ran into the trailer, freaked out. The next night, we’re sitting in the club, before we were about to play. From behind, we hear the same wild cat call. The bartender says, “Hello Benny.” All the locals knew this guy — long, black hair, beard, no front teeth, spoke in an unintelligible mumble. We told him he scared the hell out of us. Later on, he shows up at the trailer with a paper grocery bag, totally full of weed. Our guitarist always carried a boom-box cassette recorder (long before iPhones), and we recorded his wild cat call. I still have it on cassette somewhere. I can’t express just how crazy this whole scene was, but this guy was one of the most memorable that I’ve met on the road.
 
Many years ago...

Did an audition for a classic rock three piece. Aced the audition, and was invited to come hear the band play their last show with the current bassist. "But don't say anything..."

Well, yeah, because they hadn't told the old bassist he was out yet.

And, of course, who comes over to chat with Mrs 57 and me right after the first set? Exactly.

Turns out the old bassist is this 20something kid who's partially blind, real nice guy, and he's asking us how we heard about the band, telling us how good the band is and how the band is the best thing he has going for him, etc, etc.

He joined us for a pizza and beer and we chatted some more. I liked the kid more and more. Driving home, Mrs 57 and I had the same thoughts about the night.

Called the BL the next day and turned down the gig.


I guess you missed the TalkBass thread :

"My Band is going to fire me - how do I psyche out potential replacements?"






:D
 
I was playing with my friend’s classic rock and blues band several years ago. There was a group of guys there and after we finished and were packing up, one of them comes up and shakes my hand. I think I am about to get a compliment, and this guys asks “Have you accepted Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior?” Now, that was not the first or last time I’ve been asked that question, but it is certainly the oddest.
 
I have several recurring interactions.

1) Ex wives/girlfriends. I'll be on stage and right in front of me will be my wife, my ex girlfriend amd my ex wife.... standing in a triangle having a chat.

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2) The drunk guy who says to me "The rest if these guys are OK, but you..... YOU are gonna be BIG!" Some of them say iot to every band member. Some don't.

3) Advice guy. "Been involved with bamds for decades". Can't wait to tell me what we're doing wrong. Doesn't understand that we're not trying to get "to the next level".

Two fingers, I do enjoy your contributions to TB very much.
I can't help but notice your m's in your posts when you mean n's.
Thanks for the emjoyment, seriously!
 
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