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Thu, 29 June 2006 09:05   |
Rod Lincoln
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I was playing a Rock show and decided to have a beer (bottle) a few minutes
before the start of the show. I was back in the dressing room where we had
our tub O'beer. I grabbed a bottle, but couldn't find an opener. So I tried
the edge of the table slam down with your hand method. The bottle neck broke
and sliced my palm open....real good.....about 5 second of staring later,
I heard "Come on we're on" being yelled at me. I had to grab a roll of gaff
tape, wrap it around my hand, and play the show. It hurt pretty bad, but
I got through the show. The real funny part is, after the show, (ince we
were playing about an hour from where we live, we just drove our on gear
out) the Keyboard player and I were loading out gear in my van and talking
about my injury. He said "You know, in all the years I've been doing this,
I've never hurt my hand." I said "Really, that's pretty good, and slammed
the sliding van door....on his hand. I kid you not. It happened exactly like
that.
He yelled like you wouldn't believe. His fingers got pretty swelled but nothing
ended up being broken. Not funny at the time, but makes a good story now.
Rod
jef knight <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote:
>...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or
>anecdotes about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who
>sucked-it-up and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped
>Steve Vai to a handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show
>regardless of the fever....that sort of thing.
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>cheers
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>jef
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| Re: OT: I'm looking for your Road Stories about.... [message #69775 is a reply to message #69772] |
Thu, 29 June 2006 10:08 |
jef knight[1]
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ouch....I was that hand-slammed-in-the-door guy once also - right hand
(picking) thumb - ended up playing the show with a banjo pick on my
first finger ....lol
Rod Lincoln wrote:
>I was playing a Rock show and decided to have a beer (bottle) a few minutes
>before the start of the show. I was back in the dressing room where we had
>our tub O'beer. I grabbed a bottle, but couldn't find an opener. So I tried
>the edge of the table slam down with your hand method. The bottle neck broke
>and sliced my palm open....real good.....about 5 second of staring later,
>I heard "Come on we're on" being yelled at me. I had to grab a roll of gaff
>tape, wrap it around my hand, and play the show. It hurt pretty bad, but
>I got through the show. The real funny part is, after the show, (ince we
>were playing about an hour from where we live, we just drove our on gear
>out) the Keyboard player and I were loading out gear in my van and talking
>about my injury. He said "You know, in all the years I've been doing this,
>I've never hurt my hand." I said "Really, that's pretty good, and slammed
>the sliding van door....on his hand. I kid you not. It happened exactly like
>that.
>He yelled like you wouldn't believe. His fingers got pretty swelled but nothing
>ended up being broken. Not funny at the time, but makes a good story now.
>Rod
>jef knight <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote:
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>>...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or
>>anecdotes about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who
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>>sucked-it-up and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped
>>Steve Vai to a handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show
>>regardless of the fever....that sort of thing.
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>>cheers
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>>jef
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| Re: I'm looking for your Road Stories about.... [message #69778 is a reply to message #69777] |
Thu, 29 June 2006 10:30 |
jef knight[1]
Messages: 201
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vanhalen, huh? ...I've seen these guys tons of times and I always though
they were, uh, well,....under the spell of some motivational aids.....lol
DJ wrote:
>Well, my cousin used to manage a *BIG* club back in the 70's. Lots of pretty
>big names at the time were booked through there/
>........and some pretty outrageous stuff going on. I'll never forget the day
>that Spirit was booked in there and one of the band members was so ****''ed
>up that he wandered off the stage at sound check and we found him out in the
>middle of a very busy thoroughfare throwing stuff at passing cars. We had to
>tackle him, drag him inside to the dressing room and sit on him for the next
>four hours. He was so loaded that it's amazing that he was even able to play
>that night...........but he did........and he played well.
>
>I'll never forget taking Tim Buckley to the airport after his June 24th,
>1975 show. It was one of the best performances I had ever
>seen.......absolutely stellar and he knew it. He was so happy and kept
>talking about all of the plans he had now that his career was blooming. One
>of the most inspirational and inspired musicians I had ever met. So much
>promise. The next day he was dead from an OD.
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>My cousin's partner got hired to be Van Halen's road manager back around the
>time they were starting to get noticed. I got involved in this a little
>when they were touring Texas and I think I had some *show must go on
>stories* about some of their gigs in 1979, but it's still sorta' blurry and
>I'm not sure if the statute of limitations is still in effect.
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>;o)
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>"Don Nafe" <dnafe@magma.ca> wrote in message news:44a40333$1@linux...
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>>I suffer from Cluster headaches...imagine a bad migraine jam packed into
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>one
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>>hour and right over your eye...well we were on the road in Eastern Canada
>>and right before the second set on of these headaches
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>appears...fortunately
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>>unlike migraines light and sound don't make it worse, I'll just say it was
>>the longest 45 minute set I've ever played.
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>>Had to do a gig with a dislocated second finger on my right hand ...had a
>>drink spiked with something twice and still went on...shouldn't have but
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>we
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>>did...bad news...sloppy drumming, wandering meter.
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>>Went out on the roof of a hotel during the day to "sunbathe" with the
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>local
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>>strippers, got burnt to a crisp and got hit with heatstroke near the end
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>of
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>>a set....fortunately my water jug was empty so I had a place to puke and
>>immediately stumbled up to the hotel room after the set and got in a cool
>>shower to lower my body temperature...now that was fun
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>>Lot's more if you want em'
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>>;-)
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>>Don
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>>"jef knight" <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote in message
>>news:44a3e36d@linux...
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>>>...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or
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>anecdotes
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>>>about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who
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>sucked-it-up
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>>>and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped Steve Vai to a
>>>handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show regardless of the
>>>fever....that sort of thing.
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>>>cheers
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>>>jef
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Thu, 29 June 2006 10:36 |
Tony Benson
Messages: 453
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I've played many gigs when I was too sick to have any business playing. One
of the worst was with pneumonia. Also, going up for the start of a set and
suddenly realizing you're about to have explosive stomach distress is about
the most terrifying thing I can think of. "Quick dude, play an extended
version of Eruption while I run to the can!" No pun intended.
These probably don't count as the show must go on types, but they're pretty
funny. Spinal Tap moments I'd say.
In the early 80's I played in a cover band with a wacky guitar player.
Theater and computer major, so kind of a creative nerd, if you will. Anyway,
one gig he decides he's going to squirt lighter fluid on the head stock of
his 60's Les Paul Jr. and light it for the last song of the night. He
lights, and I count off for the big power chord at the start of Head East's
Never Been Any Reason. He hits the first chord and all six strings break
from the heat. The tune-o-matic bridge goes skidding across the floor. The
whole scene was so bizarre that I broke into uncontrollable laughter and
could barely continue.
On one frenzied solo, he started jumping around in circles only to pull his
entire half stack over when the guitar cord ran out.
We used to do Journey's Who's Crying Now. There really isn't much guitar
until the end solo. Marty steps out from the side wing wearing a full face,
World War I gas mask. The kind with the big hose that looks like an
elephant's trunk. Needless to say, the prom goers were a bit perplexed.
Ah, the good old days. ;>)
Tony
"jef knight" <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote in message
news:44a3e36d@linux...
> ...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or anecdotes
> about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who sucked-it-up
> and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped Steve Vai to a
> handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show regardless of the
> fever....that sort of thing.
>
> cheers
>
> jef
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Thu, 29 June 2006 10:35 |
Deej [1]
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He hits the first chord and all six strings break
> from the heat. The tune-o-matic bridge goes skidding across the floor
Coffee dripping from nose right about now...........
;oD
"Tony Benson" <tony@standinghampton.com> wrote in message
news:44a40e3c$1@linux...
> I've played many gigs when I was too sick to have any business playing.
One
> of the worst was with pneumonia. Also, going up for the start of a set and
> suddenly realizing you're about to have explosive stomach distress is
about
> the most terrifying thing I can think of. "Quick dude, play an extended
> version of Eruption while I run to the can!" No pun intended.
>
> These probably don't count as the show must go on types, but they're
pretty
> funny. Spinal Tap moments I'd say.
>
> In the early 80's I played in a cover band with a wacky guitar player.
> Theater and computer major, so kind of a creative nerd, if you will.
Anyway,
> one gig he decides he's going to squirt lighter fluid on the head stock of
> his 60's Les Paul Jr. and light it for the last song of the night. He
> lights, and I count off for the big power chord at the start of Head
East's
> Never Been Any Reason. He hits the first chord and all six strings break
> from the heat. The tune-o-matic bridge goes skidding across the floor. The
> whole scene was so bizarre that I broke into uncontrollable laughter and
> could barely continue.
>
> On one frenzied solo, he started jumping around in circles only to pull
his
> entire half stack over when the guitar cord ran out.
>
> We used to do Journey's Who's Crying Now. There really isn't much guitar
> until the end solo. Marty steps out from the side wing wearing a full
face,
> World War I gas mask. The kind with the big hose that looks like an
> elephant's trunk. Needless to say, the prom goers were a bit perplexed.
>
> Ah, the good old days. ;>)
>
> Tony
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> "jef knight" <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote in message
> news:44a3e36d@linux...
> > ...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or
anecdotes
> > about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who
sucked-it-up
> > and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped Steve Vai to a
> > handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show regardless of the
> > fever....that sort of thing.
> >
> > cheers
> >
> > jef
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| Re: I'm looking for your Road Stories about.... [message #69781 is a reply to message #69779] |
Thu, 29 June 2006 10:50 |
jef knight[1]
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lol...priceless Tony
Tony Benson wrote:
>I've played many gigs when I was too sick to have any business playing. One
>of the worst was with pneumonia. Also, going up for the start of a set and
>suddenly realizing you're about to have explosive stomach distress is about
>the most terrifying thing I can think of. "Quick dude, play an extended
>version of Eruption while I run to the can!" No pun intended.
>
>These probably don't count as the show must go on types, but they're pretty
>funny. Spinal Tap moments I'd say.
>
>In the early 80's I played in a cover band with a wacky guitar player.
>Theater and computer major, so kind of a creative nerd, if you will. Anyway,
>one gig he decides he's going to squirt lighter fluid on the head stock of
>his 60's Les Paul Jr. and light it for the last song of the night. He
>lights, and I count off for the big power chord at the start of Head East's
>Never Been Any Reason. He hits the first chord and all six strings break
>from the heat. The tune-o-matic bridge goes skidding across the floor. The
>whole scene was so bizarre that I broke into uncontrollable laughter and
>could barely continue.
>
>On one frenzied solo, he started jumping around in circles only to pull his
>entire half stack over when the guitar cord ran out.
>
>We used to do Journey's Who's Crying Now. There really isn't much guitar
>until the end solo. Marty steps out from the side wing wearing a full face,
>World War I gas mask. The kind with the big hose that looks like an
>elephant's trunk. Needless to say, the prom goers were a bit perplexed.
>
>Ah, the good old days. ;>)
>
>Tony
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>"jef knight" <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote in message
>news:44a3e36d@linux...
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>>...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or anecdotes
>>about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who sucked-it-up
>>and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped Steve Vai to a
>>handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show regardless of the
>>fever....that sort of thing.
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>>cheers
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>>jef
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Thu, 29 June 2006 11:34 |
steve the artguy
Messages: 308
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I was about to contribute a story or two, but they pale into insignifigance
next to these...
-steve
let me attempt to think...
jef knight <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote:
>lol...priceless Tony
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>Tony Benson wrote:
>
>>I've played many gigs when I was too sick to have any business playing.
One
>>of the worst was with pneumonia. Also, going up for the start of a set
and
>>suddenly realizing you're about to have explosive stomach distress is about
>>the most terrifying thing I can think of. "Quick dude, play an extended
>>version of Eruption while I run to the can!" No pun intended.
>>
>>These probably don't count as the show must go on types, but they're pretty
>>funny. Spinal Tap moments I'd say.
>>
>>In the early 80's I played in a cover band with a wacky guitar player.
>>Theater and computer major, so kind of a creative nerd, if you will. Anyway,
>>one gig he decides he's going to squirt lighter fluid on the head stock
of
>>his 60's Les Paul Jr. and light it for the last song of the night. He
>>lights, and I count off for the big power chord at the start of Head East's
>>Never Been Any Reason. He hits the first chord and all six strings break
>>from the heat. The tune-o-matic bridge goes skidding across the floor.
The
>>whole scene was so bizarre that I broke into uncontrollable laughter and
>>could barely continue.
>>
>>On one frenzied solo, he started jumping around in circles only to pull
his
>>entire half stack over when the guitar cord ran out.
>>
>>We used to do Journey's Who's Crying Now. There really isn't much guitar
>>until the end solo. Marty steps out from the side wing wearing a full face,
>>World War I gas mask. The kind with the big hose that looks like an
>>elephant's trunk. Needless to say, the prom goers were a bit perplexed.
>>
>>Ah, the good old days. ;>)
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>>Tony
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>>"jef knight" <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote in message
>>news:44a3e36d@linux...
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>>>...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or anecdotes
>>>about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who sucked-it-up
>>>and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped Steve Vai to
a
>>>handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show regardless of the
>>>fever....that sort of thing.
>>>
>>>cheers
>>>
>>>jef
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| Re: OT: I'm looking for your Road Stories about.... [message #69790 is a reply to message #69769] |
Thu, 29 June 2006 22:42 |
excelav
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A few stories.
Played a benefit gig back in my high school days were we had to set up after
a band that played too long. The production guy that was running the show
told us we had ten minutes to get set up. We had to go up a narrow cement
stairwell that had a bend in it. I was helping my keyboard player Jimmy
White carry up his Fender Rhodes KeyBoard (Heavy SOB). Jimmy was on the
bottom, to make the turn in the stairwell and because of the length of the
key board he lifted almost over his head to make it easier on me at the top.
The Fender Rhodes slipped out of his hands and hit him square in the nose,
OMG blood every where! It broke his nose and he hemorrhaged everywhere.
We filled a couple of towels, T-shirts, all his clothes, even his socks
and shoes were soaked. We finally got the bleeding under control, he almost
passed out on us about five times. We finally got his nose packed, and he
insisted on playing. Believe it or not, he played the gig in a safety pinned
towel with no shirt. It was only a 45 minute gig but it was outside, and
the temperature dropped. He was freezing, white as a ghost and wobbling
around. We thought we were going to lose him a couple of times, but he made
it through the gig. I think he even sang some backups. He was all of about
17 at the time, in hindsight, having him play was a dumb idea. That's a
gig we'll never forget!
I played a gig sick as a dog. I had a bucket on the floor next to me and
thinking, I'm going to lose the beat, puke on my drums, ruin my drums, and
ruin the show. As soon as we stopped the song I yakked in to the bucket.
I remember my guitar player yelling "Kill the light! Kill the lights!
kill the lights" It wasn't good! Needless to say, all the girls that were
pressed up against the front of the stage didn't want to go home with me
that night; )
I was at a Cheap Trick show back in the 80s and a new band at the time, Poison
opened for them. Nobody in Detroit had heard of them, and being that Detroit
is a ruff crowd they were booing them pretty bad. People were saying shit
like, get off the stage, you suck, and These guys are fags. Anyways, at
the end of there show, the drummer came down off the riser and they did a
bow. The guitar player was making all kinds of noise with his guitar and
the bass player was hammering on his bass. A roady stepped out on the side
of the stage and the bass player lifted his bass and strap over his head
and proceeded to throw the bass a good thirty feet across the stage to the
roady. His cord was locked to his bass through the strap. He didn't realize
that the other end of his cord had gotten rapped around some of the cymbal
stands on the drum riser. So about ten feet or so off the ground and half
way through its flight, it came to and abrupt stop, snapped back and hit
the ground, breaking off the neck. Man was that bass player pissed! He
grabbed the bass by the strings near the bridge and windmilled the broken
bass over his head and throw it in to the ground with all his might. The
body went to pieces. People were laughing and booing them at the same time.
He stormed off the stage cursing. It was something to see, he sure didn't
expect that to happen. About three months after that, I was at a club and
the DJ played a Poison song. Girls ran out on the dance floor screaming
and some of the same people that booed them, were saying how great they thought
Poison was, go figure!
James
jef knight <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote:
>...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or
>anecdotes about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who
>sucked-it-up and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped
>Steve Vai to a handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show
>regardless of the fever....that sort of thing.
>
>cheers
>
>jef
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Fri, 30 June 2006 00:20 |
Dubya Mark Wilson
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OMG... I've only got a million or so.
Here's one. Live date, scripted show, sunken pitt band, the band is
monitoring the show's monitors on headphones. A tune comes up where a
guy/gal duet kicks off with the gal by herself, guy comes out just before V2
to answer her C1. Problem is, he doesn't sing and we can't see that he
isn't even on stage. So the band assumes there's an audio issue and we play
through V2 for 8 or 9 bars when who should start singing but the gal. We in
the band are thinking, "where the hell is this going." Gal hits C2 and now
we got the guy but his pitch is awful, no tone and vibrato is enhanced
beyond control. The band is back on page but now we're freaked by what the
dude sounds like. Big key change, strings under guitar solo, right?....
Now while I'm blowing a nice Huff-ish line across a corn field of power
strings, in our phones the entire band hears very clearly the sound of
someone running through a hallway with hard heel shoes, grunting and other
random verbals, we hear the sound of an iumpact against a large door which
then swings open, more shoes, another smaller door, and the final the payoff
is the guy ralphing his guts into a toilet in a metal stall for all of the
solo. I don't know how I managed it really.
It ain't over yet. The gal picks up the chorus right after the guitar solo
and we still got the male vocalist gripping the steering wheel of the
ceramic school bus except now he's talking to himself. "Oh god, sh-t" and
other verbals, all of them revealing shivering and severe pain while the gal
is lilting and longingly heralding her missing counterpart and she's doing
it WHILE hearing him barf. That's right; she was on in-ears too.
W. Mark Wilson
Ask me about the juice jug story sometime. My best stories are worth money.
"jef knight" <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote in message
news:44a3e36d@linux...
> ...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or anecdotes
> about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who sucked-it-up
> and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped Steve Vai to a
> handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show regardless of the
> fever....that sort of thing.
>
> cheers
>
> jef
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| Re: OT: I'm looking for your Road Stories about.... [message #69810 is a reply to message #69790] |
Fri, 30 June 2006 08:41 |
jef knight[1]
Messages: 201
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now *that's* a really hero, huh? having used those old rhodes kydbs I
always felt they would make a good Murry Willson style weapon...lol
James McCloskey wrote:
>A few stories.
>
>Played a benefit gig back in my high school days were we had to set up after
>a band that played too long. The production guy that was running the show
>told us we had ten minutes to get set up. We had to go up a narrow cement
>stairwell that had a bend in it. I was helping my keyboard player Jimmy
>White carry up his Fender Rhodes KeyBoard (Heavy SOB). Jimmy was on the
>bottom, to make the turn in the stairwell and because of the length of the
>key board he lifted almost over his head to make it easier on me at the top.
> The Fender Rhodes slipped out of his hands and hit him square in the nose,
>OMG blood every where! It broke his nose and he hemorrhaged everywhere.
> We filled a couple of towels, T-shirts, all his clothes, even his socks
>and shoes were soaked. We finally got the bleeding under control, he almost
>passed out on us about five times. We finally got his nose packed, and he
>insisted on playing. Believe it or not, he played the gig in a safety pinned
>towel with no shirt. It was only a 45 minute gig but it was outside, and
>the temperature dropped. He was freezing, white as a ghost and wobbling
>around. We thought we were going to lose him a couple of times, but he made
>it through the gig. I think he even sang some backups. He was all of about
>17 at the time, in hindsight, having him play was a dumb idea. That's a
>gig we'll never forget!
>
>I played a gig sick as a dog. I had a bucket on the floor next to me and
>thinking, I'm going to lose the beat, puke on my drums, ruin my drums, and
>ruin the show. As soon as we stopped the song I yakked in to the bucket.
> I remember my guitar player yelling "Kill the light! Kill the lights!
>kill the lights" It wasn't good! Needless to say, all the girls that were
>pressed up against the front of the stage didn't want to go home with me
>that night; )
>
>
>I was at a Cheap Trick show back in the 80s and a new band at the time, Poison
>opened for them. Nobody in Detroit had heard of them, and being that Detroit
>is a ruff crowd they were booing them pretty bad. People were saying shit
>like, get off the stage, you suck, and These guys are fags. Anyways, at
>the end of there show, the drummer came down off the riser and they did a
>bow. The guitar player was making all kinds of noise with his guitar and
>the bass player was hammering on his bass. A roady stepped out on the side
>of the stage and the bass player lifted his bass and strap over his head
>and proceeded to throw the bass a good thirty feet across the stage to the
>roady. His cord was locked to his bass through the strap. He didn't realize
>that the other end of his cord had gotten rapped around some of the cymbal
>stands on the drum riser. So about ten feet or so off the ground and half
>way through its flight, it came to and abrupt stop, snapped back and hit
>the ground, breaking off the neck. Man was that bass player pissed! He
>grabbed the bass by the strings near the bridge and windmilled the broken
>bass over his head and throw it in to the ground with all his might. The
>body went to pieces. People were laughing and booing them at the same time.
> He stormed off the stage cursing. It was something to see, he sure didn't
>expect that to happen. About three months after that, I was at a club and
>the DJ played a Poison song. Girls ran out on the dance floor screaming
>and some of the same people that booed them, were saying how great they thought
>Poison was, go figure!
>
>James
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>jef knight <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote:
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>>...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or
>>anecdotes about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who
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>>sucked-it-up and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped
>>Steve Vai to a handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show
>>regardless of the fever....that sort of thing.
>>
>>cheers
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>>jef
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| Re: I'm looking for your Road Stories about.... [message #69811 is a reply to message #69795] |
Fri, 30 June 2006 08:47 |
jef knight[1]
Messages: 201
Registered: October 2005
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rotflmao.....man, i'm it tears here.....lol
Dubya Mark Wilson wrote:
>OMG... I've only got a million or so.
>
>Here's one. Live date, scripted show, sunken pitt band, the band is
>monitoring the show's monitors on headphones. A tune comes up where a
>guy/gal duet kicks off with the gal by herself, guy comes out just before V2
>to answer her C1. Problem is, he doesn't sing and we can't see that he
>isn't even on stage. So the band assumes there's an audio issue and we play
>through V2 for 8 or 9 bars when who should start singing but the gal. We in
>the band are thinking, "where the hell is this going." Gal hits C2 and now
>we got the guy but his pitch is awful, no tone and vibrato is enhanced
>beyond control. The band is back on page but now we're freaked by what the
>dude sounds like. Big key change, strings under guitar solo, right?....
>Now while I'm blowing a nice Huff-ish line across a corn field of power
>strings, in our phones the entire band hears very clearly the sound of
>someone running through a hallway with hard heel shoes, grunting and other
>random verbals, we hear the sound of an iumpact against a large door which
>then swings open, more shoes, another smaller door, and the final the payoff
>is the guy ralphing his guts into a toilet in a metal stall for all of the
>solo. I don't know how I managed it really.
>
>It ain't over yet. The gal picks up the chorus right after the guitar solo
>and we still got the male vocalist gripping the steering wheel of the
>ceramic school bus except now he's talking to himself. "Oh god, sh-t" and
>other verbals, all of them revealing shivering and severe pain while the gal
>is lilting and longingly heralding her missing counterpart and she's doing
>it WHILE hearing him barf. That's right; she was on in-ears too.
>
>W. Mark Wilson
>
>Ask me about the juice jug story sometime. My best stories are worth money.
>
>"jef knight" <thestudio@allknightmusic.com> wrote in message
>news:44a3e36d@linux...
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>>...or based upon the concept of "the show must go on". Tales or anecdotes
>>about sickness, injury or person dilemmas of performers - who sucked-it-up
>>and played the show anyway....like the time they strapped Steve Vai to a
>>handtruck when he had a flu and he played his show regardless of the
>>fever....that sort of thing.
>>
>>cheers
>>
>>jef
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| Re: I'm looking for your Road Stories about.... [message #69815 is a reply to message #69804] |
Fri, 30 June 2006 09:45 |
dc[3]
Messages: 895
Registered: September 2005
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Ok, I'm come off the stage, just having played "Old Time RnR" (and
trying to turn it into as Who tune cuz I was sick of playing the
dang thing) and this *very* attractive and tipsy woman comes
up to me and sez:
"Hey, do you believe that God created the earth in a literal six days
and rested on the seventh"?
The bar was just down the street from the Institute for Creation
Science, so I asked her about it and indeed, she worked there.
So I hem and haw for a bit and then come up with "well, I am not
sure about the literal six days, but I am not sure it wasn't either,
and the world sure looks created to me, but I can't say for sure
about the literal six days"
So she sizes me up again and goes "AS*HOLE INTELLECTUAL!!" and
walks off...
so the singer had been listening in on this little conversatiion yells
after her:
hey *I'M* not an as*hole intellectual!!
and he shows again why singers just get more girls...
DC
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| Re: I'm looking for your Road Stories about.... [message #69854 is a reply to message #69815] |
Sat, 01 July 2006 09:00 |
jef knight[1]
Messages: 201
Registered: October 2005
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lol....that's priceless....drunk xtian and you'r the ass.....lol
DC wrote:
>Ok, I'm come off the stage, just having played "Old Time RnR" (and
>trying to turn it into as Who tune cuz I was sick of playing the
>dang thing) and this *very* attractive and tipsy woman comes
>up to me and sez:
>
>"Hey, do you believe that God created the earth in a literal six days
>and rested on the seventh"?
>
>The bar was just down the street from the Institute for Creation
>Science, so I asked her about it and indeed, she worked there.
>
>So I hem and haw for a bit and then come up with "well, I am not
>sure about the literal six days, but I am not sure it wasn't either,
>and the world sure looks created to me, but I can't say for sure
>about the literal six days"
>
>So she sizes me up again and goes "AS*HOLE INTELLECTUAL!!" and
>walks off...
>
>so the singer had been listening in on this little conversatiion yells
>after her:
>
>hey *I'M* not an as*hole intellectual!!
>
>and he shows again why singers just get more girls...
>
>DC
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