On the stageToo shy to ever appear on stage myself, I still hung around theatres like a bad smell when I was younger - lighting and set design were what I was good at.
Backstage we'd attempt to sabotage every production - us lighting geeks would wind up the sound man by putting the remote "pause" button for his reel-to-reel tape machine on his chair, so when he sat down it'd start running, ruining his cues. Actors would do scenes out of order to make our lives hell. It was great and I don't know why I don't still do it.
Tell us your stories of life on the stage.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 11:02)
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hmmm... Senor Robowasp has provided me with a couple.Our last gig, MONSTERFEST. I got drunk, covered everything with blue paint, couldn't play my bass in time for a bit, spent most of the gig charging around bellowing, nearly blew up the PA with "Save the Children, for later" (more bellowing). The guys face lit up red as all the warning lights went on.
Our guitarist insisting on us playing a song that nobody else new, and trying to sing, which was a bad idea. Our manager had gone to prison for attempted murder and then killed himself. All this while our drummer was only just managing to play because he'd broken his ribs by calling me a Nazi and hitting me in the face. Cunt.
Oh, and there was the time that our OTHER guitarist got the song that he'd written completely wrong and claimed it was everyone elses fault.
At our first gig our drummer just got drunk and stood in the middle of the pub with his balls out, we'd had to borrow another drummer because ours had broken his kneecap by falling off his bike.
Our drummer was a spacker.
Oh, Senor Robowasp how I miss thee.
ALL HAIL OUR NEW ALIEN INSECT OVERLORD!
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