Having read a few threads regarding open mic nights this week has made me remember a few stories that I have from going to the one that's hosted near my house and why I stopped going. There's a place here in Puerto Rico called "The Poet's Passage" (For those of you who plan on visiting the island at some point, it's in Old San Juan) and they host an open mic every Tuesday night. The first time that I went, it was with a musician colleague of mine and we had prepared 2 jazz standards, a blues jam and a Beatles song for the night (Every song was about 3-5 minutes each). When we got there, we had to sit through two hours of DIY poets, hippie flower children with an acoustic guitar and bad to decent singing voices and a few tourists who recited a few poems that weren't too bad, quite honestly. They let us play two songs and then sit through two more hours of the same things that I mentioned before. The second time, I go with another musical colleague of mine and we had prepared two jazz standards (Again, not too long as to not bore the audience). We ended playing just one because the man who was hosting that night (I forgot to mention that they rotate the hosts) made sit through almost 4 hours of all of the things that I had mentioned before. We played the standard, left and vowed to never return to that type of open mic because we just couldn't stand to listen to that much poetry and hippie songs without wanting to chug down a bottle of scotch, each.
For those who might play the TL;DR card, that is basically my open jam experience/story. What are some of yours? Every story and/or anecdotes are welcome
For those who might play the TL;DR card, that is basically my open jam experience/story. What are some of yours? Every story and/or anecdotes are welcome
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