Eccentrics
We all know someone who's a little bit strange - Mum's UFO abduction secret, or the mad Uncle who isn't allowed within 400 yards of Noel Edmonds.
Tell us about your family eccentrics, or just those you've met but don't think you're related to.
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( , Thu 30 Oct 2008, 19:08)
We all know someone who's a little bit strange - Mum's UFO abduction secret, or the mad Uncle who isn't allowed within 400 yards of Noel Edmonds.
Tell us about your family eccentrics, or just those you've met but don't think you're related to.
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( , Thu 30 Oct 2008, 19:08)
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The Story Of Frank
A week or so ago, I went to an unknown bands night in a local rock venue with the rest of my band (guitarist and drummer).
We weren't playing, but we're looking to get some gigs so we figured that we could make some useful contacts there.
As I wasn't driving, I proceeded to get rather hammered on whisky, and talked to just about every musician in the place.
I managed to get a lot of info about local venues, names and numbers of promoters, recording studios and other bands, so it was all good really.
Anyway, I went out for a well-deserved drunken cigarette, happy that I'd managed to get so much information, and that the night had been worthwhile.
There was a strange man out there, struggling to light his cigarette, so I offered him a light, and we got chatting.
This is where it gets blurry... The alcohol had hit hard by this point.
His name was Frank, and he was in his late fifties, by the look of it.
He was pretty well dressed, wearing a black suit and a dark red shirt, but there were a couple of odd things about him.
He had a massive scar across his forehead, he was quite short, he had a cane, and piercing blue eyes.
He said that he was a music promoter, and we started chatting about that, and I mentioned that my band are looking for gigs.
He asked if we had a demo, and I went to grab one from my drummer.
Frank followed me, and had a chat with my bandmates, took the CD and my contact details and said that he'd call me in the next two days.
I fully appreciate that he's likely some weirdo, but I can't shake the feeling that he's exactly how I imagine the devil to look, in human form.
Maybe I shouldn't have given my number to him...
( , Mon 3 Nov 2008, 14:28, 9 replies)
A week or so ago, I went to an unknown bands night in a local rock venue with the rest of my band (guitarist and drummer).
We weren't playing, but we're looking to get some gigs so we figured that we could make some useful contacts there.
As I wasn't driving, I proceeded to get rather hammered on whisky, and talked to just about every musician in the place.
I managed to get a lot of info about local venues, names and numbers of promoters, recording studios and other bands, so it was all good really.
Anyway, I went out for a well-deserved drunken cigarette, happy that I'd managed to get so much information, and that the night had been worthwhile.
There was a strange man out there, struggling to light his cigarette, so I offered him a light, and we got chatting.
This is where it gets blurry... The alcohol had hit hard by this point.
His name was Frank, and he was in his late fifties, by the look of it.
He was pretty well dressed, wearing a black suit and a dark red shirt, but there were a couple of odd things about him.
He had a massive scar across his forehead, he was quite short, he had a cane, and piercing blue eyes.
He said that he was a music promoter, and we started chatting about that, and I mentioned that my band are looking for gigs.
He asked if we had a demo, and I went to grab one from my drummer.
Frank followed me, and had a chat with my bandmates, took the CD and my contact details and said that he'd call me in the next two days.
I fully appreciate that he's likely some weirdo, but I can't shake the feeling that he's exactly how I imagine the devil to look, in human form.
Maybe I shouldn't have given my number to him...
( , Mon 3 Nov 2008, 14:28, 9 replies)
Just be very careful if he offers you a contract,
and don't sign it in blood.
Also, it could be worse than the devil. It could be an A&R man with a contract drawn up by a music business lawyer...
( , Mon 3 Nov 2008, 14:41, closed)
and don't sign it in blood.
Also, it could be worse than the devil. It could be an A&R man with a contract drawn up by a music business lawyer...
( , Mon 3 Nov 2008, 14:41, closed)
If
he arranges a meeting at a crossroads don't go...
OOOooooOOOoooOOOOooo
( , Mon 3 Nov 2008, 14:51, closed)
he arranges a meeting at a crossroads don't go...
OOOooooOOOoooOOOOooo
( , Mon 3 Nov 2008, 14:51, closed)
If he was the devil
I doubt he'd have been struggling to light a ciggie, come on man, pull yourself together.
( , Mon 3 Nov 2008, 15:53, closed)
I doubt he'd have been struggling to light a ciggie, come on man, pull yourself together.
( , Mon 3 Nov 2008, 15:53, closed)
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