We went through a weird period where women wanted to get onstage and flash their boobs. That and a chipped tooth from a particularly rowdy show are all I got.
No scenery mishaps for me, as neither of my bands had any. Only antagonists were the occasional beer bottle or mic stand flying past my head. And an ungrounded PA system sending me flying backwards into a drum set. Might explain some things.
I felt the struggle. Probably better to drop the beat and eliminate the threat vs half-assing it. That tree is gonna keep coming, and now it’s angry.
What are the biggest scenery-based antagonists you brave musicians have faced down onstage?
Lifesize cardboard cutouts of yourself?
Models of prehistoric British monuments?
We went through a weird period where women wanted to get onstage and flash their boobs. That and a chipped tooth from a particularly rowdy show are all I got.
No scenery mishaps for me, as neither of my bands had any. Only antagonists were the occasional beer bottle or mic stand flying past my head. And an ungrounded PA system sending me flying backwards into a drum set. Might explain some things.