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.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 11:02)
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White Lines...Twas 1984 and the support band at a local gig for rap group Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five cancelled at short notice.
Promoter calls me (a low profile but locally available community radio mixing DJ) and asks me to do fill in for the band and to bring my own decks/mixer setup. Cool, I can rub shoulders with the big boys from NYC thinks I.
Then it turns out that DJ Flash had actually split from the group and it was a rather arrogant replacement who proceeded to lecture me on what I could and couldn’t spin. "Don’t you be spinning no Herbie Hancock 'Rockin’ It' – I’m playing that tune". (Twat – it’s called 'Rockit' and I'll play whatever I like.)
Anyway, my 90 minute set went down rather well and Grandmaster Flash (not) & The Furious Five came on and were appalling – a really cheesy show much like you would expect from a reformed Village People. Their DJ was no 'Grandmaster' either so I came off looking even better by comparison. The crowd would have been several thousand and I did quite well out of the exposure I got.
Lead rapper Melle Mel was right up his own ass and I quickly figured out what Kama Kaze Kid was sniffing backstage...kinda ironic considering they were promoting their anti cocaine song "White Lines (Don't Do It)".
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