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Originally posted by StillFightingIt:

(after a big saxophone solo, song finishes and the bar goes quite, drunk guy yells) "With fingers like that all the ladies here will want to take you home!"

Proper response: "Hey, the fingers are the EASY part!" (Let the ladies in the audience figure out where your real talents lie.)

 

About the money or the girl -- well, I'm going home to my wife anyway, so I'd take the money! On the other hand, I sure don't remember every $1000 I've earned. I do remember every girl, but then 2 is kind of an easy number ... :freak:

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Originally posted by LesMizzell:

I was playing with a pretty slamming 8 piece funk group. We got booked for the Jr/Sr for a private school in Orangeburg, SC (School isn't there anymore). We showed up, set up the gear, and did our sound check. We hit the stage right on time - and before we played our first note the headmaster of the school comes up, points at our drummer and ask "What's that black guy doing up there?"

 

"Playing the funkiest drums you're gonna hear this year. Why?"

 

"Sorry, this is a private all-white school. We don't allow any blacks."

 

"You hired us. You had the press kit. These kids don't care, they just want to dance. What's the problem?"

 

"Sorry, you're not playing."

 

"That's just wrong. You're going to ruin this Jr/Sr because *you've* got a problem? Look at the kids out there. They're ready to get down! Besides, we've got a contract with your signature on it that says you're paying $2500. You're not going to stiff us. We've got legal grounds here if you want to push this. Just let us do the gig. Won't be any problems."

 

"I'll pay. Just get the hell out of my school". ... and he hands us an envelope with our cash in it as we start packing.

 

The students almost rioted.

 

What an idiot.

That one is just about making me sick. "Just about" only because I've seen it before myself.
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I can add an interesting story. Many years ago at a party where our band played, I slept with a girl I met after the show. The next morning we're getting up and she sees me playing my keyboard, she says I thought you were the guitarist, and says no offense to you butthat's who I wanted to sleep with, to which I repied, that's ok I wanted to sleep with your friend instead of you, so I guess that makes us even.

 

She then went to find her friend so she could leave, only to find her friend in bed with our guitarist.

 

Keep in mind I was only 18, dumb, young and full of cum.

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Originally posted by The Real MC:

Originally posted by stepay:

I was prepared this time...no bra.

 

Never had an audience member do that before.

You gotta be kidding. You haven't been gigging long enough if you haven't been flashed. That happened at a lot of gigs I played, my first flash was when I was 19, scarred me for life :cool:
Definitely NOT kidding. I gigged a lot as a 20-something on the blues circuit in the SF Bay Area -- never a flasher. I've been back at it since February 2005 2-5 gigs a month since then (with a month off here and there) and this was the first time I've been flashed. Maybe it's because we mainly play blues. I am 40 now after all and our crowds aren't usually youngish except for a couple of college bars we play in. This was a first for me. I've been asked to go home with women, saw a hooker pull her pants down to show a guy and then they left together, but I've never before been flashed.

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You haven't been gigging long enough if you haven't been flashed.
I'll go one better....

 

Yet another band I was in took a gig in Jacksonville, NC. I was still underage at the time. We knew nothing about the club except they were putting us up in a nice hotel, covering all expenses and paying pretty good money too.

 

We made the drive to Jacksonville in plenty of time to get to the club early, set up the gear and even rehearse a few numbers before going to the hotel to get a shower and rest.

 

Drove back to the club, walked in through the stage entrance - and it was TOPLESS!!! - with Go Go dancers on either side of the stage!! Our poor (?) sound guy had to spend the entire night looking between some girls legs to see the stage.

 

For the first hour, I probably hit more wrong notes than the entire previous year. Then it started getting like, "OK, breasts - so what?". I hardly even noticed the second night we were there.

 

We talked to a couple of the girls backstage during a break. The club was very strict! They all had to be married, they couldn't associate with the patrons, and were watched like a hawk whenever they were at work. Patrons were strictly forbidden to even *think* about touching them, and the bouncers that worked the rowdy military crowd were more capable of turning even the toughest guy that got out of line into hamburger.

 

All the girls had full health benefits, including dental, and were making anywhere between $1500 and $2000 PER WEEK. Sheesh, I wish!

 

One of the girls we talked to was finishing up medical school and said that even after she graduated that she was going to wait a few years before going into practice as she could make more at the club than working in the hospital.

 

To be honest, this one weekend really shaped my opinion about nudity. It just doesn't seem to be a big thing. OK, nude ... so what??? Most females I know are sexier with something on.

 

Guess I'm just an old-fashioned guy, huh?

Les Mizzell

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Roughly 3 months ago I was playing with a cover band in a small bar, which employed a very friendly waitstaff. It wasn't unusual for some of the ladies to flash customers for tips.

 

Luckily, one night as we were packing up our gear, the boyfriend of the hottest waitress in the place said "come here, honey, show 'em what I bought ya' for Christmas" .... and she walked in front of the stage and showed us the results of an incredible successful implant job. She even counted to 30 to make sure we had an eyeful. And when the singer mentioned he was in the restroom during her "presentation", she happily put on another performance!

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Originally posted by stepay:

Seems like for me if the law of averages catches up to me, I should be seeing lots more bare breasts soon. My motto there is once you've seen one, you want to see more.

I've never seen just one. :D

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I play B3 at a weekly jam at a well-known blues bar. The jam host creates a list of jammers and chooses names off a list for each three-song set. Somehow, a short, scrawny woman on an exceptionally horrifying coke trip wound up on the list as a singer, then eventually on stage with us.

 

It slowly became obvious to the band and the bar-goers that this was not going to go well. I suppose my bandmates were hoping this could be some sort of Janis Joplin kind of thing, but no. We launched into a twelve bar shuffle, and she launched into screeching, twisting, and incoherent howling. We stopped after twelve bars, she continued. She crawled on the organ, then the bar, and took off with the wireless mic.

 

The drummer yelled over to me: "Hey, Green Onions in G, and hurry."

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Originally posted by mate_stubb:

Originally posted by MightyTonewheel:

The drummer yelled over to me: "Hey, Green Onions in G, and hurry."

Trust a drummer to call a classic organ tune in the wrong key. :rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes:
Ha!

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At the aforementioned party we were hired to play blues rock for $1500, in the middle of the first set, a woman walks up to the stage and violently makes the "cut" signal (slashing across her neck). We thought something was wrong (like an emergency) so we quit mid-song. She yells, "No more blues!"

 

Our drummer says, "That's what we were hired to play ma'am." Then back to it.

 

That's a good-paying gig for my band -- we usually make $300-$600 (and at one place that we've been at since the beginning, $250), but we decided we'd never again play for this group (it's an annual party they have). I walked out of there with a decent amount of money, and most of the people did appreciate the music, but they don't pay me enough to have some rich socialite b*tch yell at me to play something different. The guy making announcements couldn't get his microphone to work and then yelled at me about it -- it was a venue-supplied microphone and sound system -- it wasn't our stuff; and then he accused us of smoking dope! -- as in "why can't you guys fix this mocrophone -- what, are you so fried from smoking pot?! This was definitely a group of people who thought of us as lowly service people to walk on (not that service people are lowly -- just that they think they are). They all definitely made us feel like second-class citizens.

 

Oh, and the bitchy socialite? She was dancing to the music the rest of the night just a few songs later.

 

Oh, regarding the pot smoking comment, our bass player is a lawyer and wouldn't do that, I've never smoked pot in my life, our drummer is as clean as they come and doesn't even drink alcohol, and our lead guitarist is a college professor (not that college professors don't smoke dope, but that's not what we're all about). Ironically (and very funny to me) is that one of the buddies of this guy was caught smoking pot by university police (was a campus alumni gig) that night.

 

Never again playing for that group.

Steve (Stevie Ray)

"Do the chickens have large talons?"

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Originally posted by stepay:

Never again playing for that group.

That's sad, but it's happened to me a few times over the years.

Back when I lived in Albuquerque we were hired to play a country-western dance for a rodeo. They had a nice dinner set up in the hotel for the participants, and because of scheduling we had to set up while they were having their dinner.

No problem, we loaded in as quietly as we could, hooked everything up, then everyone quickly played ONE note on their instruments/mics to make sure everything was hooked up properly.

Well, the one guy was just LOOKING for something to bitch about, he came running up and yelled, "We're EATING!!! Why are you playing now!!!??!?!?" The gentleman running the dinner took him aside and explained that because of the scheduling we had to set up during the dinner, but he kept grousing loud enough for everyone to hear (and causing much more of a disturbance than we did.

Well, he had one of those "Hello, my name is: Mr. Butt-Head" nametags on. After we set up and retired to the lobby until the dance was to start, I walked up to the front desk and said, "Hello, we've got a long drive back tomorrow morning, could I please get a wakeup call at 3:30?" "Why certainly, may I see your room key?" I reached in my pocket, and said, "Oh, my wife has the key, hang on just a minute" and started to walk towards the hall. "Never mind sir, what's your name?"

 

"Mr. Butthead. Thank you very much!"

 

The guys in the band did an admirable job of suppressing the snickers... :D

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Originally posted by RABid:

"You know I always loved you."

 

...During a break she walked up on the stage, reached across the Hammond to grab me by the collar and pull me close, and then said those frightening words before planting a big kiss on the lips...

 

Robert

You have a Hammond?! :love:

 

Actually, that is a cool story. I had an "Awwww" moment !

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Yeah, that's usually an awkward situation. lol

 

Originally posted by RABid:

"You know I always loved you."

 

Spoken by the girl next door from my childhood. I was playing a bar out of state and she happened to be there with a group of her friends. During a break she walked up on the stage, reached across the Hammond to grab me by the collar and pull me close, and then said those frightening words before planting a big kiss on the lips. The band thought it was funny. The girl I had taken to the job was not amused.

 

Robert

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Originally posted by coyote:

Yeah, that's usually an awkward situation. lol

 

Originally posted by RABid:

"You know I always loved you."

 

Spoken by the girl next door from my childhood. I was playing a bar out of state and she happened to be there with a group of her friends. During a break she walked up on the stage, reached across the Hammond to grab me by the collar and pull me close, and then said those frightening words before planting a big kiss on the lips. The band thought it was funny. The girl I had taken to the job was not amused.

 

Robert

.....and why do things like this never seem to occur when you DON'T have your girl with you at the job?

"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing."

- George Bernard Shaw

 

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Because women are incredibly competitive.

Originally posted by Moonglow:

.....and why do things like this never seem to occur when you DON'T have your girl with you at the job?

And also because your own confidence is high when a pretty lady accompanies you, and the others are drawn to it.

 

Nothing gets you women like having one! :D

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