DT666, yours stories read just shy of the Nikki Sixx Heroin Diaries!
Good stuff, though.
My stores are somewhat more tame, but no less graphic
We'd done a series of shows with Dangerous Toys back in like 92-ish?
Last one was at the Thirsty Whale in Chicago. The whale was essentially a pay to play gig. We'd been given 100 tickets to sell and we figured since we'd already done 4 other shows with DT, we didn't have to sell any ****ing tickets for the venue. **** them! No other venues worked that way.
Anyway, we go in, set up, and club management asks for the money from the tickets. I look at the guy, and say "What money!?"
An argument ensues about us not being able to open, to which we replied we didn't care, we'd take the headliner with us. It was a Lie, we honestly only spoke to the band once during the 5 shows and didn't have any pull, but we figured it sounded good as far as leverage was concerned. Next thing we know we're in the office with Toys' manager, our 'manager' and the club owners. A shouting match ensued and we just kinda sat back and let it unfold, not saying anything after a point. It worked out that we got to play, but didn't get paid that night. The tickets were for us to get our money, essentially. Oooops...
So after the show, we had about 30 seconds to tear down and make room for 'Toys'. No one was happy despite the good response from the crowd. Everyone got drunk that night...except me... Our other guitar player ended up driving home ****-faced that night and getting a DUI. He was doing 45 MPH on the tollway... His wife put him on a short leash and he ended up quitting the band as he was on a restricted license. To and from work only.
Anyway, the rest of us went back to the Drummer's house where our Drummer began to attempt waking up his GF while the rest of us unloaded the gear... She more or less declined his drunken attempts at romance, but not before she yelled out "I'm on my ****ing period!" He walked out of the room looking half stupid at his hand and we, at that moment, gave him the name "Captain Bloodhook"
We did play the Thirsty Whale once more before it was torn down, opening for Shotgun Messiah. The Whale was a good place to see shows, it was a dump, but made for interesting nights. Hot groupies and always something happening.
Later that year, we'd played a show at some dump (aren't they all) and upon getting back to our rehearsal spot to unload, noone could find our "Manager".
No one had a cell phone, nor did he, so we had to sit and wait...
Wait we did.
He showed up with the truck looking a bit distressed.
He initially claimed he'd run off the road when he hit a patch of ice and spun out. He later tried to revise the story and said he'd seen an apparition of a deer run across the road and he swerved to avoid it. (He was prone to hyperbole) It boiled down to him being drunk and driving into a ditch...like an A-hole...
My rack system was trashed, I needed to completely rebuild my MP1 and Microtube 200... Yeah, I was stylin...
The drummer's stuff, all the hardware was bent in one fashion or another and the Bass player's cab developed a bit of an askew look to it as the corners were no longer at right angles. Tim Burton would've loved it.
Another after show heading back to our rehearsal spot, which was the "Manager's" 'house', which was an old renovated bar/ whorehouse, I and one of the other guys managed to pick up a couple local girls. Sean, who was renting the house gave me his room and our singer another room.
We were occupied once settled in to our situation, I was interrupted when the girl starts yelling, "HEY, HEY ! ! !"
The rest of the band was video-taping us from above through the drop-ceiling tile they'd removed.
Coulda' been worse I guess...