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Location: Flahdaw | "Make It With You" at a cowboy bar??? Damn, what do you sing at a GAY bar? |
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Location: Boise, Idaho | I don't go to gay bars, db, much less sing at them. I went to one once, but that's another story involving lots of alcohol. Believe it or not, they actually had one in Boise next to my parking garage. The door at the street had a sign saying "Entrance At Rear". I always wondered if that was a joke. |
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Location: cincinnati, ohio | Originally posted by Mark in Boise:
I don't go to gay bars, db, much less sing at them. I went to one once, but that's another story involving lots of alcohol. Believe it or not, they actually had one in Boise next to my parking garage. The door at the street had a sign saying "Entrance At Rear". I always wondered if that was a joke. Uh, yeah - don't think I'd want to check that out. Nice story, Mark. |
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Location: cincinnati, ohio | Okay - weird one. It was an agency job. An agent who I'm loosely affiliated with called with a strange job. A guy wanted to propose outside to his girl while a singer/guitarist sang The Cure's "Friday I'm In Love."
On a Friday evening.
In January.
In fifteen f@#king degree weather!
I took the job against my better judgment.
I took my Ibanez AEF18TVS, not wanting to risk my Ovations in the cold. It was in the quaint Mainstrasse Village in Covington, Kentucky. We'd had about four inches of snow, but the streets and sidewalks were clear. My fingers were frozen, and the vocals came out like, "I d-d-don't c-care about that other st-st-stuff; F-F-F-Friday I'm in l-love." The girl knew something was up; normally acoustic guitarists don't stand on the street corner busking in fifteen degree weather.
He got down on one knee and proposed.
And she said, "No."
I finished the song, packed up and left and hightailed it back to my car, which was still warm. I felt sorry for the guy, but it was too cold to commiserate.
Plus I'd been paid in advance by the agency.
Poor dude shelled out $150.00 for one song and got rejected... :( |
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Location: Flahdaw | Maybe if you hadn't stuttered they'd be a happy couple right now! |
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Location: Rego Park, NY, | Originally posted by schroeder:
I remember about 5 years ago going to see a scratch band in CT who were all six feet plus and bearded (apart from a couple little guys) on the way in to the gig and then appeared on stage in grass skirts and coconut bras.
I have never been to another gig since. It was the most horrible thing I have ever seen (apart from the Roseanne Barr Playboy Centrefold). Schroeder????    |
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Location: cincinnati, ohio | Gaaaaaaahhh! That's just Wong...er, I mean, wrong. :D
Originally posted by dark bar:
Maybe if you hadn't stuttered they'd be a happy couple right now! Now I feel bad. :( |
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Location: Rego Park, NY, | Rick
You are absolutely right!! It's just Wong(Me). I like taking these type of photos as long as my life is not in danger. Many years ago when my youngest son Chris was 5 months old and sitting in a baby walker, my oldest son Mike( 6 at the time) was close by. I was trying to take a picture of Chris with my Hasselblad (manual focus)camera. Mike was sitting on the recliner about 8 feet away watching me while I was focusing on Chris. I could see that Mike was starting to pick his nose. So I pretended to focus on Chris but set the focus on Mike. When the time was right I could see that Mike was digging for a buried treasure. I quickly turned the camera in Mike's direction and got a priceless photo. |
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Location: Utah | Originally posted by Phil Wong:
I quickly turned the camera in Mike's direction and got a priceless photo. I've got a collection of embarrassing pictures to be liberally distributed at my son's wedding. One of the best was when he was about 4. His sisters dressed him and a neighbor boy, also 4, as Disney girls for Halloween. Little Mermaid and some princess or other.
That neighbor boy is now a nationally top ranked high school ice hockey player (his dad is ex-NHL). My son tests for his black belt in 2 weeks. Both are taller and a lot stronger than I am now.
On second thought, maybe that picture should remain secret. |
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Location: Flahdaw | For all you know, they may still dress up in princess outfits (I mean, look at Weaser!) |
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Location: Seacoast NH | It was March of 1993,and I was 18 years old. I had been helping out some friends as a tech/roadie and ocassional fill in lead player (when the japanese lead guy was "unfit to play") for an alternative rock band in Boston called The Drop Nineteens. They actually had a pretty big following at the time and had a couple of albums out on Caroline Records.
The band gets the call that the Smashing Pumpkins need an opening act down in Atlanta, can we be there by 5 p.m. the following day? Everybody is super excited, and then we notice the weather reports. Yup, blizzard is moving in, coming up the entire east coast. Of course the A&R guy is too cheap to fly the band out, so we pack up all the gear that morning into a couple of rental vans and get on 95 southbound.
Many hours later as we approach Washington DC, we can see the storm 10 miles off in the distance coming North (now known as "The Storm of the Century"). It was a terrifying line across the hozizon of swirling gray, white and black, and we're all saying "You've got to be kidding!". Things quickly go downhill from there -- one of the vans rear ends the other trying to avoid a jackknifing trailer rig, my van does 2 complete 360s in the middle of the highway at one point after nailing an unplowed section of highway -- you get the picture. White knuckle ride the whole way from DC to Atlanta.
We finally get to Atlanta just in time to make the scheduled sound check, and the entire city is shut down! No streetlights or signals, no cars on the road, no one walking around, it was crazy! Turns out 8 inches of snow had literally crippled the city. We get to the venue (Center Stage I think it was called) only to find out that the show has been postponed for 2 days due to the storm. Didn't anybody tell us? Nope.
We did end up having a blast for the next few days, and even caught Ace Frehley playing at some club. The gig went off without a hitch (even though Billy Corgan from the Pumpkins was an absolute prick).
I'll never forget the look on the rental car guy's face when we dropped those 2 brand new vans back off after getting back to Boston. They had like 2k miles on them when we left, and were basically ready for the junkyard when we got back. Ahhh the memories! |
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Location: San Francisco, CA | "Poor dude shelled out $150.00 for one song and got rejected..."
ARE YOU KIDDING!!!???
Think of all the money you saved him by not getting married!
Best $150 he ever spent.
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Location: cincinnati, ohio | Now I feel better... :D |
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Location: Northwest Arkansas | We played music in a barn north of Nashville in Ridgetop, TN. It had a chuchwagon in the center where some old guy was cooking.(Great food)The party was for MORTICIANS! That was one of the wildest parties I have ever seen. Hilarious. Where else can you meet a ladder salesman and a flagpole salesman |
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Location: cincinnati, ohio | Had an awkward moment a couple of years ago. I was playing a private party, a 50th Birthday party for a guy named Ron who signed up for my e-mail newsletter; he and his wife came out to hear me play on a semi-regular basis. Anyway, it was a cookout at their house on a gorgeous summer evening, and all his friends from work and their families were there.
Anyway, I was getting good crowd response, and I decided to play Bob Seger's "Like A Rock." I know; it was the theme song for Chevy Truck commercials for years, but it's a damned good song. Anyway, I sang the shit out of it and hit all the high notes. I was really pleased with it, but I got zero crowd response. I was really curious and asked, "Uhhh...was it that bad?"
Ron said, "No, it was fine. It's just that it's a Chevy song - and we all work for Ford Motor Company!"
They all stared daggers at me for a minute, and I thought, 'Oh, shit!' Then they started laughing and applauding. It was all a put-on.
We've all gotten to be good friends, and they still come to my gigs quite often. |
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