Nachobassman
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Hola, amigos...
Just finished watching this Rick Beato video about Embarrassing Gig DISASTERS
And I realized this could be a good thread topic because I think we all had a gig, rehearsal, studio recording, etc., situation that went bad, really bad.
Let me start:
About 5 or 6 years ago I was hired by a sound engineering academy in Madrid to be the bass player, along with a drummer and guitar player/singer, as the band for their live sound classes. We had to be there for about 4 o 5 classes at 9 in the morning, in a well known live music venue downtown Madrid.
We were paid 5 or 6 hours each day to be there with our gear ready to play, but actually played like 30 min, you know, like in a sound check, so the students could learn how to set up ALL the gear, backline, monitors, mics, learn how to use the mixer, etc.
All the first bunch of classes went pretty smooth, and the last day they had the final class/exam.
Well, The day of the exam my wake-up alarm didn't sound and I woke up like 1hour later, so I was already late.
I got my gear in the car and drove downtown Madrid (I live around 60km away) without having even a little sip of café.
Since the venue was in the very downtown of the city there was IMPOSSIBLE to park there due to parking and car traffic restrictions, so my car wasn't allowed to move inside those streets, so I had to park a little bit away then go to the venue. Have in mind that I was carrying my 2x10 combo and a gigbag with my bass.
On the previous days I went with the drummer because he lives in Madrid and he could get his car there, but not this time. He was already at the venue, of course, so my options were taking a really long walk, taking the Metro (underground) or grabbing a taxi. The guy in charge called me and yelled at me: -"Grab a fu*#@g taxi right now!!". And I started to look out for a taxi but there was no one, zero, NADA. What's going on here? How could it be there is not even ONE taxi in a city full of taxis at 10 in the morning on a normal working tuesday??????
Well, after 30 min trying to find a bloody taxi without success, someone told me that all taxi in the city were on STRIKE. Yep, the first time in many years I needed a taxi in Madrid, they were on a 24h strike.
Then I realized my fastest and ONLY option was to take the METRO and then walking like 4 streets untill the venue.
I got there almost 2 hours late, tired, stressed, hungry... the guy in charge wanted to kill me, the rest of the band wanted to kill me, and the poor students that had the exam were even more stressed because the delay and stuff.
Needless to say they had never called me again.
I have more gig dissaster stories but this is the worst I can remember. I felt so bad that day, that right now, as I'm writing this to you, I'm feeling the same kind of despair and anger that I felt that day.
Your turn.
Just finished watching this Rick Beato video about Embarrassing Gig DISASTERS
And I realized this could be a good thread topic because I think we all had a gig, rehearsal, studio recording, etc., situation that went bad, really bad.
Let me start:
About 5 or 6 years ago I was hired by a sound engineering academy in Madrid to be the bass player, along with a drummer and guitar player/singer, as the band for their live sound classes. We had to be there for about 4 o 5 classes at 9 in the morning, in a well known live music venue downtown Madrid.
We were paid 5 or 6 hours each day to be there with our gear ready to play, but actually played like 30 min, you know, like in a sound check, so the students could learn how to set up ALL the gear, backline, monitors, mics, learn how to use the mixer, etc.
All the first bunch of classes went pretty smooth, and the last day they had the final class/exam.
Well, The day of the exam my wake-up alarm didn't sound and I woke up like 1hour later, so I was already late.
I got my gear in the car and drove downtown Madrid (I live around 60km away) without having even a little sip of café.
Since the venue was in the very downtown of the city there was IMPOSSIBLE to park there due to parking and car traffic restrictions, so my car wasn't allowed to move inside those streets, so I had to park a little bit away then go to the venue. Have in mind that I was carrying my 2x10 combo and a gigbag with my bass.
On the previous days I went with the drummer because he lives in Madrid and he could get his car there, but not this time. He was already at the venue, of course, so my options were taking a really long walk, taking the Metro (underground) or grabbing a taxi. The guy in charge called me and yelled at me: -"Grab a fu*#@g taxi right now!!". And I started to look out for a taxi but there was no one, zero, NADA. What's going on here? How could it be there is not even ONE taxi in a city full of taxis at 10 in the morning on a normal working tuesday??????
Well, after 30 min trying to find a bloody taxi without success, someone told me that all taxi in the city were on STRIKE. Yep, the first time in many years I needed a taxi in Madrid, they were on a 24h strike.
Then I realized my fastest and ONLY option was to take the METRO and then walking like 4 streets untill the venue.
I got there almost 2 hours late, tired, stressed, hungry... the guy in charge wanted to kill me, the rest of the band wanted to kill me, and the poor students that had the exam were even more stressed because the delay and stuff.
Needless to say they had never called me again.
I have more gig dissaster stories but this is the worst I can remember. I felt so bad that day, that right now, as I'm writing this to you, I'm feeling the same kind of despair and anger that I felt that day.
Your turn.
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