Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
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Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
i've been asked to join a good little outfit as their lead guitar duder.
These guys are my daughter's high school friends...15-16 years old...they kick some serious rock but...
I told myself that i would not play out anymore...plus the 40 some years difference would probably be too much of a novelty...
Also...i've been know to hit the bed at 9 pm...i'm tired just to think of it...
Wondering if my insurance premium would rise if i was to join in?
These guys are my daughter's high school friends...15-16 years old...they kick some serious rock but...
I told myself that i would not play out anymore...plus the 40 some years difference would probably be too much of a novelty...
Also...i've been know to hit the bed at 9 pm...i'm tired just to think of it...
Wondering if my insurance premium would rise if i was to join in?
Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
Heheheheh, sounds like fun but I hear you on the late nights thing.
When I'm working it's not uncommon for me to go to bed at 8pm!
Might be fun to rehearse with them a few times to feel them out.
They don't play death metal do they?
When I'm working it's not uncommon for me to go to bed at 8pm!
Might be fun to rehearse with them a few times to feel them out.
They don't play death metal do they?
Tom
Don't let that smoke out!
Don't let that smoke out!
Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
Damn I thought I was the only one to feel my age -50- The daughters-3- bring there freinds over for BQ and it's Yeah Pops is alright he plays guitar and builds amps but he is old and won"t grow up( Stands in front of mirror and rocks out on fridays ). I see the young duds and dudet"s and try to get them into music.WUKID-White Urben Kids In Dreds--17ish-got to smile-Dude you got the looks to be a BAD ASS( insert instument) on that thing;; ARRRGGHH... The youth is wasted on the young... OK it"s sunday now were is that 59 Maestro and slide gitar ( just cleaned the mirror)...Your a lucky man...Duuuude!!!!!!
Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper.
Mate you're so lucky! Enjoy it - go for it! How many 15-16yr old's bands get to play *anywhere* other than the local youth group or school? You can afford one late night a year grandpa!Tubetwang wrote:i've been asked to join a good little outfit as their lead guitar duder.
These guys are my daughter's high school friends...15-16 years old...they kick some serious rock but...
I told myself that i would not play out anymore...plus the 40 some years difference would probably be too much of a novelty...
Also...i've been know to hit the bed at 9 pm...i'm tired just to think of it...
Wondering if my insurance premium would rise if i was to join in?
I'm still trying to get my daughter (drums) to have a jam with me! You're a lucky dude!
On a more cynical note: it isn't the case that you own a van and a small PA is it? Possibly a large cache of "cool" amps?
Seriously I'm very envious of the fun.
Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
Come on PawPaw, it will get you playing with your toys again. I'm 50 & gig more now than ever. It does take it's toll. We are 3 piece & work hard when we play. The latest is 9:30 to 1:30 & it ts 45 minutes from my house. It is also our rowdiest gig. I get home around 3:30. The real problem is my internal clock still wakes me up by 8:00. It makes for a good afternoon, golf channel, daschshaund in the lap type nap.
I've got blisters on my fingers!
Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
Just for you, Some of These Hurt a Bit.
You Might Be Too Old to Gig If.....................
Before each gig, you find yourself warming up more parts of your body
than playing scales.
It becomes more important to find a place onstage for your fan and
chair,than your amp.
During the second set, you yell at the drummer to stop
hitting those annoying cymbals.
Your wife is drunk and dancing by herself before the second set
starts.
You always refuse to play out of tune.
Your gig clothes make you look like Bill Murray out for a round a
golf.
Your audience left at 10:30 p.m. and you don't notice.
All you want from groupies is a foot massage and an
Ensure....Chocolate
You hire band members for their equipment instead of their talent.
Instead of adding a fifth piece, your band pays for a roadie.
You've lost the directions to the gig.
You've forgotten the name of the club that you're playing.
Prepping for the gig involves plucking hair from your nose.
Most of the hair you've plucked from your nose is gray.
You need your glasses to see your amp settings.
You can't remember your amp settings.
You've thrown your back out, just getting on the stage.
You're thrilled to have Christmas and New Year's Eve off.
The waitress is your unmarried, pregnant daughter.
You stop the set because your bottle of Ibuprofen fell behind the
speakers.
Most of the crowd doesn't even realize that there is a band playing
You find the directions to last week's gig in your guitar case.
You no longer use a tip jar.
You refuse to play without earplugs.
You ask the club owner if you can start at 7:00 pm instead of 9:00
pm, in hopes of getting home in time to catch Sports Center.
You want an opening act.
You check the TV schedule before booking a gig.
High notes make you cough. Hell, most notes make you cough.
Your gig stool has a back.
You're related to at least one other member of the band.
You need a nap before and after the gig.
You don't let anyone "sit in" and "jam."
After the third set, you take a 30 minute break and bug the club
owner to let you quit early.
During the breaks, you go to your SUV to lay down.
Your music stand has to have a light.
You don't recover until Tuesday afternoon from a Friday night gig.
You can't play a gig without a set list.
You tell other musicians that you double on bass.
You refuse to play longer than contracted.
You actually have a contract.
You know all the words to "Aqualung" and "Stairway To Heaven.
You Might Be Too Old to Gig If.....................
Before each gig, you find yourself warming up more parts of your body
than playing scales.
It becomes more important to find a place onstage for your fan and
chair,than your amp.
During the second set, you yell at the drummer to stop
hitting those annoying cymbals.
Your wife is drunk and dancing by herself before the second set
starts.
You always refuse to play out of tune.
Your gig clothes make you look like Bill Murray out for a round a
golf.
Your audience left at 10:30 p.m. and you don't notice.
All you want from groupies is a foot massage and an
Ensure....Chocolate
You hire band members for their equipment instead of their talent.
Instead of adding a fifth piece, your band pays for a roadie.
You've lost the directions to the gig.
You've forgotten the name of the club that you're playing.
Prepping for the gig involves plucking hair from your nose.
Most of the hair you've plucked from your nose is gray.
You need your glasses to see your amp settings.
You can't remember your amp settings.
You've thrown your back out, just getting on the stage.
You're thrilled to have Christmas and New Year's Eve off.
The waitress is your unmarried, pregnant daughter.
You stop the set because your bottle of Ibuprofen fell behind the
speakers.
Most of the crowd doesn't even realize that there is a band playing
You find the directions to last week's gig in your guitar case.
You no longer use a tip jar.
You refuse to play without earplugs.
You ask the club owner if you can start at 7:00 pm instead of 9:00
pm, in hopes of getting home in time to catch Sports Center.
You want an opening act.
You check the TV schedule before booking a gig.
High notes make you cough. Hell, most notes make you cough.
Your gig stool has a back.
You're related to at least one other member of the band.
You need a nap before and after the gig.
You don't let anyone "sit in" and "jam."
After the third set, you take a 30 minute break and bug the club
owner to let you quit early.
During the breaks, you go to your SUV to lay down.
Your music stand has to have a light.
You don't recover until Tuesday afternoon from a Friday night gig.
You can't play a gig without a set list.
You tell other musicians that you double on bass.
You refuse to play longer than contracted.
You actually have a contract.
You know all the words to "Aqualung" and "Stairway To Heaven.
I've got blisters on my fingers!
Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
thanks for the kind words guys...
I've past on the offer, although my wife thought that "it was cute"...
My life is good right now...i get to play along with any songs i pick from any cd's...Deep Purple's "No No No" to The Derailers to American Minor to... huh...all, in the confort of my living room..
Besides...i need a good night sleep...i'm tired these days...
I've past on the offer, although my wife thought that "it was cute"...
My life is good right now...i get to play along with any songs i pick from any cd's...Deep Purple's "No No No" to The Derailers to American Minor to... huh...all, in the confort of my living room..
Besides...i need a good night sleep...i'm tired these days...
Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
But then there are no drunk dancers to fall on your equipment... no flying beer bottles... no fights You've lost the atmosphereTubetwang wrote: ...all, in the confort of my living room...
Truthfully, I'm like you. Excitement is highly over-rated. If other people think your life is boring, it's probably ju-u-us-st right
Tim
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Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
oh come on guys... you don't want to relive the night where this band of drunk rowdies spilled beer all over your precious pedalboard?
I most certainly do.
I want to kick them in the face.
Again.
I most certainly do.
I want to kick them in the face.
Again.
Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
Yeah I forgot the part about the band members joining the fighteleanor296 wrote: ...I want to kick them in the face. Again.
Tim
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Re: Late nights with Strat/Tele/Liverpool/Express/Van caper...
Beaumont.....how far is that from cutin' chute?Buschman wrote:Just for you, Some of These Hurt a Bit.
You Might Be Too Old to Gig If.....................
Before each gig, you find yourself warming up more parts of your body
than playing scales.
It becomes more important to find a place onstage for your fan and
chair,than your amp.
During the second set, you yell at the drummer to stop
hitting those annoying cymbals.
Your wife is drunk and dancing by herself before the second set
starts.
You always refuse to play out of tune.
Your gig clothes make you look like Bill Murray out for a round a
golf.
Your audience left at 10:30 p.m. and you don't notice.
All you want from groupies is a foot massage and an
Ensure....Chocolate
You hire band members for their equipment instead of their talent.
Instead of adding a fifth piece, your band pays for a roadie.
You've lost the directions to the gig.
You've forgotten the name of the club that you're playing.
Prepping for the gig involves plucking hair from your nose.
Most of the hair you've plucked from your nose is gray.
You need your glasses to see your amp settings.
You can't remember your amp settings.
You've thrown your back out, just getting on the stage.
You're thrilled to have Christmas and New Year's Eve off.
The waitress is your unmarried, pregnant daughter.
You stop the set because your bottle of Ibuprofen fell behind the
speakers.
Most of the crowd doesn't even realize that there is a band playing
You find the directions to last week's gig in your guitar case.
You no longer use a tip jar.
You refuse to play without earplugs.
You ask the club owner if you can start at 7:00 pm instead of 9:00
pm, in hopes of getting home in time to catch Sports Center.
You want an opening act.
You check the TV schedule before booking a gig.
High notes make you cough. Hell, most notes make you cough.
Your gig stool has a back.
You're related to at least one other member of the band.
You need a nap before and after the gig.
You don't let anyone "sit in" and "jam."
After the third set, you take a 30 minute break and bug the club
owner to let you quit early.
During the breaks, you go to your SUV to lay down.
Your music stand has to have a light.
You don't recover until Tuesday afternoon from a Friday night gig.
You can't play a gig without a set list.
You tell other musicians that you double on bass.
You refuse to play longer than contracted.
You actually have a contract.
You know all the words to "Aqualung" and "Stairway To Heaven.
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