Mortified on St Patrick's day
At the tail end of the last millennium, I went to a St Patrick's day drink up in South London pub with a few mates. One of these mates, Martin, I was "in a band" with - we hadn't done very much, but as I had a bass and he had a guitar and we played together sometimes - that was enough for us….

Anyway, so we're in this bar, getting on with a few girls we had just met there - and Martin jokingly says that I should go up to the actual band on stage, say WE'RE in a band - and for them to let us play a few songs.

So - in order to show off a bit (thinking that there's no chance we would EVER get invited up on stage) I did…

Next thing I know - we're being invited onto the stage while the actual band have a cheeky pint-break.

Suddenly I'm on stage with Martin in this bar full of drunken sods getting hammered just 'cos it's St Paddy's day and I was trying to impress a girl with some daft bravado...

"SING!! SING!! Play us a song!" Chanted the crowd. "Make it Irish!" Someone shouted...

"Right! We're going to do a Guns n Roses number!" Martin shouted into the mic - and launched into Paradise City.
A song that I was not really that keen on, and thus had no idea how the bassline went.

So there's Martin, playing a guitar and singing, and me with the bass strapped round my shoulder - NOT PLAYING IT - trying to sing along (I can't sing), proving to everyone, including the girl I was trying to impress, what a useless, massive, vacuum of talent I was - and possessing the arrogance and audacity to actually GET ON STAGE AND DISPLAY THIS.

Luckily - everyone was quite drunk and having a good time, and people didn't seem to be put off by two idiots getting on stage who were obviously totally out of their league, but not once - NOT ONCE - did I think of saying: "actually, can we play a song we BOTH know?"
(SigourneysBeaver took off and nuked the entire site from orbit on, Thu 14 Nov 2013, 14:41, Reply)