What got you giggling on a gig?

[JW56789]

Unfortunately, every one I can remember are rude, in bad taste, and can't really be repeated in a public setting. But man, IF I could . . . . . .

 

[Spectrum]

I was subbing in a blues rock band once and someone forgot to turn on the sax player's mic and he couldn't hear himself through the PA. For the whole first set I watched the poor guy blow like he was trying to inflate the Goodyear blimp and his eyes looked like they were gonna pop out his noggin.

 

[buzzbass]

We were at our rented practice place, which was an empty diner that had gone out of business, and we happened to be playing a lot louder than usual. I mean ridiculously loud. Full stack Marshall cranked up to 11 with vocals, bass, and drums straining to be heard.

We stopped for a break so the singer and drummer could smoke some weed. The guitarist and I were quietly going over some song charts.

There was a knock on the door and the drummer went to answer it. He opened the door and was greeted by two police officers who informed him that there were complaints about the noise and we would need to turn way down.

They were a pretty cool about it and said we didn't have to stop playing as long as we played at a reasonable volume.

The drummer was feeling pretty mellow by this time so he decided it would be a good idea to invite the cops in to listen to a song or two.

They actually agreed and came inside and stood by the cabinet where the drummer kept his stash. Drummer then thought it would be fun to joke around with the cops so he said "Sorry but we don't have any donuts to offer you, Ha ha!"

Wow, dude. The two cops just looked at each other with expressions like they thought this kid was about as dumb as they come but they didn't say anything.

Then one of them looked more closely at the pile of clutter on the cabinet and saw the bag of weed still sitting there right next to the bowl the drummer and singer were using to smoke it. In the distraction of answering the door he forgot to put it away.

I was sure we were all going to get busted for it but the cop just said, "Are you kidding me? Dump that in the drawer and close it up right now so I can't see it or we're going to have a problem."

The drummer did what he was told and the cops changed their minds and said that they were busy and needed to get back to work and they reminded us to stay quiet and also to stay out of trouble and then they left. As they were walking out the door, I overheard one of them mumble to the other, "What a dumb ***".

After they drove away, we all started laughing our butts off. We made sure to tell the story as often as possible to others to make fun of our drummer.

Props to them for being cool about things

 

[lfmn16]

Back in the 70's I was playing in Fort Lauderdale, right across from the beach. The light man and I were hanging out front and there's this skinny little guy just standing there. A guy comes walking down the sidewalk, looked like a typical New York tough guy and I guess the kid was staring at him. Tough guy looks at him and say, "What the F you looking at?" The kid looks at him and says, "I can look where I want." Tough guy didn't miss a beat and pops him in the mouth, knocking him on his butt, then just keeps walking like nothing happened. I looked at the light man and said, "I guess you can't look where ever you want." I lose a little Karma every time I laugh about that.