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Too 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.

(, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 11:02)
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Who needs an audience?
About 4 years ago the band that I play keyboards in agreed to do a gig in a small nearby town. It had been put on by a young kid of about 15 who wanted to get into music promotion and all that. He borrowed hundreds of pounds from his parents and put a lot of work into the event. He booked four bands to play and had professional lighting and sound guys, and hired a village hall.

Unfortunately he forgot to do any advertising. So when the event came along the "audience" consisted of the bands and the band's friends.

The first band on were a young band. Some guys in the "crowd" were throwing around a big inflatable football referee (don't ask!). The young band were about half-way through their first song when someone lobbed the referee at them. It hit the lead singer's mic which then hit him in the mouth knocking out his front teeth. The band carried on while he was on his knees looking for his teeth. He turned back to the mic saying "You've knocked me teeth out, ya bastards!" before carrying on with the song with blood running down his chin. Respect!

The second band on were also a young band. They decided to have friends dressed in women's clothes, wondering the stage swigging from vodka bottles and smoking joints. Look, here they are:



A little later we heard that one of the guys had passed out and had to be taken to hospital to have his stomach pumped.

It was around this time that I decided I wasn't going to do this gig sober.

By the time we played I was so pissed that I don't actually remember playing. But I'm told I played ok even though I grinned a lot and I waved at people when I should have been playing. Here I am, looking like I'm getting into it:



And here's a photo of the "crowd":



I don't remember packing up but I was told that the singer fell over carrying a bass speaker because he was so pissed.

Great days, great days!
(, Sat 3 Dec 2005, 17:21, Reply)

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