Update to those following the saga contained within this thread.
I believe I have performed my last show. It was the band’s 25th anniversary and CD release party. On the plus side, we packed the house. Standing room only. Probably over limit. We played well. Our music was good. I was able to play both bass guitar and upright.
and now the rest of the story…
No vaping. Ok, I’m pissed off already. It’s “policy”.
At 66 the damn equipment is getting too heavy. One band mate, 65 hurt himself that night.
The other band that was our guest band was TERRIBLE! Rocky roley, let’s get drunk and play loud. I ended up wearing my in-ears all night long to block the noise.
The pop tasted like water with camel coloring in it. Cricket piss. I brought in my own pop. They had a fit about that.
I am 26 years sober and I have to admit I am intolerant of drunks. Drinking is fine but when you can’t assemble three words in your speech I’m done. This bar refused no one. They were in my face while playing demanding my attention. Outside in the “smoking area” they could barely stand up.
Outside in the parking lot a senior manager jumped into my wife’s shit for smoking. He got a damn good tongue lasing from me.
I don’t like bars. Not one bit. Drunken, musically illiterate morons wanting to monopolize my time.
Our fearless leader was called into the office four times because of your’s truly. Afterwards he told me he really wanted to play the bar again. I told him I absolutely would not. No worries, we can talk that frankly and I will stay attached to the band.
Had a two day hangover and never drank from that fiasco.
It’s time to cash out on gigs. Not angry at all about this, just not enough enjoyment to continue.
It’s time for someone else to put up with that shit.
