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Re: Nastiest gig? Or Nastiest Evening?
10/10/2003 10:00 AM
Michael Warren (6249) wrote:
When all the troops came back from Desert Storm we played in the USO.
1st me and the bass player slept in a cab of a refrigerated truck behind a WaWa and got to the base at 6. I was exhausted, they had rooms there and we didn't play until like 4.
Our tour coordinator Pete, called the room every 30 min (after about 2x I told him if he called again I ws gonna break his neck) then most of the band gets there. No sleep.
Now, the event coordinator comes to our door at 12 or 1 and says you guys are going on at 2. Like 1/2 the band isn't there and we were crappin cuz they didn't plan on gettin there til like 3. Luckily, they got there just in time, but the stage was like 1/2 way across the base, which is huge. The mini-bus driver says (which I loved) "I'll get you to the church on time!!" This lunatic driver is doin like 50, people dodging out of the way, MPs were chasin us, just like out of a movie.
We get on one part of the field and it's all bumpy. We're flying all over the place. This is where it gets fun, I was like 120lbs wet and I'm everywhere, I fly up smash my head and when I came down I smashed my left elbow on the window sill. Doods, I was in pain.
We get to the stage and hell breaks out. MPs draw on us and were like hands in the air. I can only get my arm 1/2 way up and they are yellin at me and I was like "I can't" Thankfully, the event guy stopped them from shootin me and the driver said it wasn't our fault.
We get to the stage and instuments were just thrown in our hands, thank goodness for Floyd Rose bridge tuners cuz I ws out of tune for the 1st 1/s of the song.
It continues. We got the crowd goin real good and he invites like 40 soldiers up on stage. These guys were rowdy, drunk and blowing off steam after the war. And they're trying to play our instruments, hittin cymbals, screaming into the mics and..... STEPPING ON MY BOSS ME-5 AND RUINING THE INPUT. The Bass player accidentally (wink wink) wacks a dude with his Fender headstock and the guy goes out cold.
Despite all the drama we really kicked but, my arm hurt but I made it thru, the adrenilin saw to that.
It was a helluva day