@sam-houston
Category: Gigs
<p>It's tough sometimes to remember four or so hours of music and lyrics. It's even harder when you just can't stop laughing. During one particular sound check, some old guy that had obviously been drinking for the better part of that day, was sitting up relatively close to the stage and was so drunk that you couldn't understand him. During sound check, when we would stop, he would go "uuuuhhh aaaaaaaaaa Xjkjkasdg v"....or something between a loud moan, yell, and words of some sort. But he would do it every time we would play or even talk through the PA. I started laughing at him because it was just too damn funny.</p><p>So, we finished sound check, and waited until it was time to play. We did the first song and you could here a muffled "uuuuhhh aaaaaaaaaa Xjkjkasdg v". We played the second song and....."uuuuhhh aaaaaaaaaa Xjkjkasdg v", but now he was doing it while we were playing too. So I started laughing again....while trying to sing and play. And the more he "uuuuhhh aaaaaaaaaa Xjkjkasdg v", the harder I laughed. I somehow managed to make it through the first set. He did it a little during the second set but I guess he passed out or they made him leave or something because I didn't here it anymore. But it was REALLY funny but REALLY difficult to get through songs while that was going on.</p><p><span style="color: #00ff00;">That pisses me the **** off!!</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #00ffff;">Ok, one more. I was going to try to do one every other day or one a week, which I will try to do. But for now, I couldn't resist one more.</span></p><p><span style="color: #ff9900;">This particular one has to be hilarious to watch....I wouldn't know though cause it WAS ALWAYS HAPPENING TO ME.....damn it.</span></p><p><span style="color: #ff9900;">Imagine if you will, being on stage, singing something along the lines of "<a href="George Jones - LIVE "He Stopped Loving Her Today" Stopped Loving Her Today</a>" by George Jones (click the link for the song). This particular song has been called the greatest country song of all time. One thing is for sure, it's definitely one of the saddest, if not THE saddest song ever. It's a song about a man whose woman left him but he never stopped loving her and longed for her year after year. He kept pictures of her and all the old love letters they had between them. In the end, as the song says, he stopped loving her today....because he finally died. So, you can imagine, each time I performed it, I wanted to put as much emotion into it as humanly possible, and the crowds expected that.</span></p><p><span style="color: #ff9900;">You know that when you sing a slow sad song you want to get close to the mic, or even against it, so you can manipulate your voice better. So, imagine me on stage trying to sing this terribly sad song..........and the PA isn't grounded quite right. So every time my wet lips touched the mic ...... <span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span>..... shocked the dog water out of me. And I would usually <span style="color: #99cc00;">cuss</span> and everybody could hear me.</span></p><p><span style="color: #ff9900;">So the song would end up like this....</span></p><p>He said I'll love <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span>you 'til I die <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT <span style="color: #99cc00;">....damn it</span></span></span></p><p>She told <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span>him you'll for<span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT</span></span>get in time</p><p>As the years went slowly <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span>by <span style="color: #99cc00;">....f***</span></p><p>She still preyed upon his mind <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;"><span style="color: #99cc00;">....leaning over to guitar player...."go fix this son of a ****"</span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;"><span style="color: #99cc00;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p>He <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span>kept her picture on his wall <span style="color: #99cc00;">....shit</span></p><p>Went half crazy now and then <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT</span></span></p><p>He still loved her <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT <span style="color: #99cc00;">....OW!</span></span></span> through it all</p><p>Hoping she'd come <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT POP</span></span> back again</p><p> </p><p>Kept some <span style="color: #3366ff;">POP</span> letters by his bed</p><p>Dated 19<span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT</span></span>62 <span style="color: #99cc00;">....damn</span></p><p>He had underlined in <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span>red <span style="color: #99cc00;">....son of a ****</span></p><p>Every sin<span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT</span></span>gle I love <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span>you <span style="color: #99cc00;">....DAMN IT!!</span></p><p> </p><p>I went to <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span><span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT POP</span></span> see him just today <span style="color: #99cc00;">....piece of shit PA<br /></span></p><p>Oh <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span>but I didn't see no tears <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT</span></span></p><p>All dressed <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT</span></span> up to go away <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;"><span style="color: #99cc00;">....OW!</span></span></span></p><p>First time I'd <span style="color: #3366ff;">POP</span> seen him smile <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT</span></span> in years <span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span><span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">BVVVVVVVT </span></span><span style="color: #99cc00;">....f***</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="color: #ff9900;">And it continued that way through the whole song. It happened on other songs too but the slow ones were killer! It HAD to be funny to watch!<br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff9900;"><span style="color: #00ff00;">That pisses me the **** off!!</span><br /></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #00ffff;">Lots of things can happen and/or go wrong when playing live on stage (gigging). Since I've played regularly on stage for well over 20 years, I thought it would be fun to share some of the things that go on "behind the scenes". The average person has no idea what we musicians put ourselves through in order for them to be "entertained".</span></p><p><span style="color: #00ffff;">These will be sort of like the old "I hate it when that happens" scenario. You know, like when you fall off of a tall building and hang your eyelid on a nail on the way down....I hate it when that happens.</span></p><p><span style="color: #00ffff;">So I will periodically be adding a new installment. This will be the first of many.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="color: #ff9900;">So, when you first start out, you don't have a lot of stuff....or money....or knowledge....or sense. Way back when I first started gigging a lot, we just hauled our equipment in pick-ups....three pick-ups to be exact. Well when you haul equipment in a pick-up you don't want to get it messed up so you cover it with a tarp. We always covered our stuff with tarps. But, it never failed, especially on long trips, it would RAIN. Then we would always have to stop several times on the way to re-tie the tarps back down because they would always come loose. When you go to a gig, you always want to look half way decent, so we were always dressed up, our hair brushed just right, and wearing our best boots. But by the time we would get to the gig after having to get out in the rain several times, jack around with the tarps and equipment, and wade around in the mud, we looked like drowned rats or that we had just came from a mud wrestling contest.....and we were the wrestlers....and lost. It's not easy to get women to throw their underwear on stage at you when you look like that. <img title="Tongue out" src="http://www.mixposure.com/include/tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/img/smiley-tongue-out.gif" border="0" alt="Tongue out" /></span></p><p><span style="color: #00ff00;">That pisses me the **** off!!</span></p>
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