OK, the last note is hit, and immediately the bongo player lunges toward one of the Cubans who has been flirting with the bongo player's girlfriend all nite. This situation had history.

Next thing you know, all the Cubans are hurling beer bottles at high velocity toward the stage (where we are all starting to break our gear down.)

I find myself dodging shards of broken glass, taking my bass and heading for the service way between the back door and the stage, only to find out that all the Cuban dealers from the Cuban drug bar accross the street are mobilized and on their way over to represent.

So...just place yourself there for a minute.

I'm here so it's an anticlimactic ending, but jeez....

Man!!! That's crazy Barney. Worse than what the Blues Bros. had to endure at Bob's country Bunker!! lol

I wish we had had the chicken wire!

Oooooo I have a story - not quite as dramatic as Barneys.

We were playing in a little pub in our town, it was AFL Grand Final night so the locals were all mostly well primed on alcohol (and possibly angry if their team lost!!) All was going swimmingly until about mid way through the 2nd set. The area the band plays has a wall next to it so it is a little hard to see all the room. We noticed all the punters were looking away from us and to the right. Next thing the room exploded!!! there were bodies flying across the floor, it was like the bar room brawl scene from F Troop. Almost the whole crowd was involved.

We stopped playing and were about to head off stage when a plate came flying towards me frisbee style and just missed my head!!! So we stayed up on stage and waited for the law to arrive.

They cleaned the place out of people eventually and dragged many to the lockup. It turns out what had started the fight was a girl has stolen a plastic dog from the bar that was used to collect donations for the Guide Dog Assocation. So the bar owner had seen her and followed her to the toilets where she had attempted to open it, he confronted her and her boyfriend had started punching him and it had escalated from their.

We still got paid and got to go home early. It is funny now when I think back on it but it was a bit scary at the time.

Gumby

trying to steal guide doggy kibble is very low!

Yep VERY low Gar.

Gumby

Kind of the other way around..

Once we were playing at a 40 years anniversary. The person who was celebrated talked to us a couple of days before the party and asked if we could play when he was singing "The River". None of us knows that song too well, so he ended up with another friend of him playing the guitar, using our sound rig.

And I'm pretty glad we didn't play, he was singing so badly, that I don't know if I had manged to keep a straight face...

M.

I think subconsciously that's why I hope I din't get
good enough to gig bars or clubs

Yo Bo, <---- (I love typing that)

In the late 70's I was in a Glamrock covers band, who enjoyed a little club scene success, at one gig an old guy said we were great but we would never make it if we did'nt put Tie a yellow ribbon in the set.....

Worse still he may have been right.... LOL

Leroy

Hahaha! That reminds me of one of our early gigs.

Here we are, playing Red Dirt country. Mind you,
this stuff doesn't get a lot of radio airplay
because it doesn't fit the typical country radio-
friendly stuff. We put some Marshall Tucker,
Allman Bros, and some other southern rock stuff in
the set.

Somehow, this drunk guy comes up and convinces us
that he needs to sing "Rocky Top". Totally out of
our character given what we do. Anyway, we let
him sing it and got a pretty good laugh out of it.
He didn't mess
with the gear and avoided falling into the pool,
so it was all good.

The best part was--at the end of the night--he
stumbles up to the band as we are loading gear and
whips out a roll of cash. He gives it to the band
leader and thanks us. After he walks away we
count $400!!!!

So I suppose I didn't mind him so much after
that!!

:)

Bo

LOL
Bet he was wondering in the am where them 400 skins
went
;)

I'll never tell. My lips are sealed!

Bo

That can't be bad..... a good laugh and 400 bucks.

Leroy