Rock and Roll StoriesMy personal Spinal Tap moment came when we got locked into the Festival Hall in London by accident. We ended up wandering the maze of backstage corridors carrying a three foot high piece of cheese looking for the one door that would lead us to salvation.
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chthonic, Thu 29 Jun 2006, 13:47)
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Let not talentlessness be a barrier^I^ may not be rock and roll (I decided once to learn the bass is it would be easier, it had less strings!), but I have enjoyed blagging my way into the presence of those who are, a little bit.
Not hilariousl but as editor of my student rag some moons ago I got the chance to interview the band Arnold prior to a Ronnie Scotts gig in Birmingham. I took my mate along as 'my photographer' as he was actually a fan, and we watched them sound-check before they asked if we could do the interview in the pub. Cue departing to the pub where they drank heroic amounts of beer and treated us and just generally mucked about while my MiniDisc whirred along recording the banter. Sadly I can't recall anything funny that happened, but the gig was great.
On another occasion I got tickets to see the Barenaked Ladies at the Shepherds Bush Empire at the time when One Week was even getting Radio 1 airplay. The envelope on the door included after party passes and I was stoked. I was lucky enough to chat to one of the guys afterwards and he was nice and cool, and somehow I avoided being all star-struck and stupid. However, when he wandered off to mingle further I turned to my companion and pulled some kind of expansive 'yes, result, clenched-fist-drawn-towards-the-body move'. Then glanced over said companions shoulder to see another member of the band chuckling at my uncoolness. Mortified.
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