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Before the show, we went through it and I found this conversation less than helpful in assauging my nerves;
Gas "Guy, does David play the triad licks like this?" Me: "Dah Dah Daahhhh, Dah Dah Dahhhhh.Dah Dah Dah, Dahhhh Dah......."
GP "James, I can quite confidently assure you that David has never played any triads resembling those in his entire career......"
Absolutely true.
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Funnily enough I have been lucky to play some really cool gigs, but don't normally get beyond a healthy point of nervousness, but I too think my worst / most conscientious gig was a works do - I don't think i'll ever put my name forward for something like that again.
So I turned up, confident I'd covered all possibilities - "What am I playing, clarinet or sax?"... "Percussion"... what?
I was faced with a table full of freaky looking devices and had to hit, shake, etc, the correct item at the right time - reading from a bizarre (to me) drum score with no idea what any of the various shaky things were called.
This was more than 25 years ago now, but I reckon it was one of the most embarrassing couple of hours of my life - absolutely s**tting myself. But my "grab a random thing and make a noise with it when it feels right" technique seemed to go down fairly well with the audience - I think only the drummer knew what a useless job I'd done
Reading was just an other worldly experience. 5 song set over and done with in a heartbeat. Huge vehicled camera man in my face at all times, and when I finally looked out from under my fringe, there was about 3000+ looking back at me. It was the realisation of an adolescent dream, only played out entirely differently to how you’d imagine it’d feel. We were very conscious that it was filmed, and so inhibited a little by the crushing desire to play tightly.
We played four or five originals and it was over in a flash. We had a proper back stage and girls wanted to talk to us and everything. It was ace.
Thanks for reviving a memory there. Horn of Plenty was my local for a few years when I lived in st. Alban's. Complete dive and somehow I managed to get banned at one point - can't recollect how!
Happy days.....
a. Sometime in the mid-'80's, the band I was in (U2/Cactus World News-ish Indie stuff) were booked to play some dire bar in Birmingham on the same evening everyone broke up for Christmas.
Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. The room was full of blind drunk office-types itching for a ruck.
It didn't end well.
b. Same band, similar-era. Booked to play in the sole club in a rural Shropshire town. It was Friday night and the yokels had come in from the fields to: 1. Spend their coin on drink and f*ck-all else and 2. Kick the living sh*t out of each other.
As we pulled up in the van, the streets were full of people fighting. The club was full of people fighting.
That didn't end well either.
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Happy memories. We had video to prove it too and we used rock it out every Xmas as a treat.
got three quaters of the way through the set, all was going well, right in the zone and thought to myself 'this is going great'
Soon as i had done that and started thinking consciously, i lost the vibe immediately. I launched into the solo and played a lot of 'outside' notes. Not in a sophisticated fusion fashion, more in a les Dawson stylee.
Pulled it back in the end, but still, it was pretty embarrassing.
I even managed OK when half way through they shouted 'guitar solo!'
Incase anyone was there, it was the noise next door in Farnham and they sang about the DVLA.
It was 2008, Portsmouth had just won the FA cup and Portsmouth City Council wanted to celebrate. So they ask a well known venue owner where they can get a good covers band from and our name gets put forward. We were told 25K would be turn up which sounded pretty good to me but on the day over 100,000 turned up .... I walked out onstage and took this photo ....just looking at a sea of people.
It was a bit nerve racking cos A : it was daytime and I was stone cold sober and B just the shear amount of people ... plus the TV crew from BBC and Sky, then the camera men on stage with is getting close ups of me solo'ing to show on the huge TV screens
Power went 2 quarters through the first song as they were pushing the PA harder than anticipated to cope with the larger crowd but it came back on and we did 2 sets
I got asked to help a friend out by playing bass in his band (no rehearsal), for a small town festival - we were playing tunes whilst the crowd were coaxed into some line dancing stuff.
I arrived, plugged in my amp and was given some pieces of paper which had things like "Mayday Reel - A/G G/D" on them.
The lady band leader then called out a song name and almost before I'd even found the right piece of paper called "1, 2, 3" and was off.
I had no idea of tempo, rhythm, whether any of the As or Gs were major or minor, or even how many As there might be before the G, let alone when it changed to G/D.
Pretty much every time I started to get the hang of a tune we were done and on to the next one "and a 1, 2, 3"
It was mental, though once I started to begin songs by muting the bottom string and just thumping along with the drummer for a bar or two until I had a better idea of what was happening it got a "little" easier.
I was still trying to keep up when we were finished.
The verdict ? "that was alright, you'll have to come along next time we do one" with me still not sure what I'd done, or what on earth it sounded like.