Super-long thread: I got kicked out of a Beatles tribute band

I find this thread hilarious. If I were to start a Beatles (or Radiohead) tribute band, you would be the first person I wanted in it. To hear someone kick you out is pretty funny. It goes to show how terrible their judgement and commitment is to the project.
 
I knew this thread reminded me of something.

Way, way back in the day, a guy (wonderfully named Hyde) around Boston had a 'project' by the name of Big Top. Here were the guidelines for this project:
* more or less open membership. Show up ready to go, and you're in!
* You may not, under any circumstance, play an instrument on which you exhibit skill.
* Circus music only.

The couple of shows I saw featured well known local musicians blasted out of their wits, staggering onto a stage to let fly a 30 minute, "Dark Star"-esque version of "Lady of Spain," with tons of brass and accordians.

And I learned why people slow down for car accidents.
 
Danhedonia said:
I knew this thread reminded me of something.

Way, way back in the day, a guy (wonderfully named Hyde) around Boston had a 'project' by the name of Big Top. Here were the guidelines for this project:
* more or less open membership. Show up ready to go, and you're in!
* You may not, under any circumstance, play an instrument on which you exhibit skill.
* Circus music only.

The couple of shows I saw featured well known local musicians blasted out of their wits, staggering onto a stage to let fly a 30 minute, "Dark Star"-esque version of "Lady of Spain," with tons of brass and accordians.

And I learned why people slow down for car accidents.
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I did a night as lead guitarist for the Karmic Connection, a group that "played" music while a woman recited Buddhist witchcraft poetry. I can't play lead, but it didn't matter. AT the rehearsal I asked the keyboard player how the song went; his reply was "it is kinda in D." We played at an upscale venue in Fells Point, while we played a local artist came out in a bikini, lay across a couple of tables, and was painted with icing. ( I wanted to lick it off, but that was too arty for them, :embarrassed:)
 
GomezAddams said:
You and OGG should start a band together and see who kills who first.
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1. I'd be willing to bet that if Smurfco and I had a band together based on a common interest/passion, that we would get along quite swimmingly.

2. I don't just walk around all day verbally assaulting people. It's actually exceptionally rare for me to even engage or say a word. I'm 100x more likely to keep my mouth shut and walk away than anything else.

3. When I do engage, it is because someone has either been hurt, cheated, taken advantage of, or treated in a particularly egregious way. Or, if someone who is wilfully ignorant makes it a point to have an argument won't take "no" for an answer.

4. For as "gifted" as I may be in the art of verbal evisceration, I rarely if ever enjoy it or feel good about it afterwards. Even when "The Full OGG" is well justified, I feel like shit, lose sleep, and mentally torture myself for days, weeks or longer for having gone there.

Here's a good example right before our very eyes. A thread having nothing whatsoever to do with me in anyway, but still somehow invokes my name in a very unflattering context. My knee-jerk reaction in my head was "fuck you!". But since I'm not a complete fucking douchebag, I chose to refrain from uttering what I was thinking.

Just remember, you're making uncalled for jokes about a guy who aside from being an inordinately nice, generous and caring person, he is also someone who has battled a lifetime of non-stop, 24/7 Acute Chronic Major Depressive Disorder, an anxiety level off the charts, severe ADD/ADHD, an ungodly amount of physical trauma and personal tragedy and is right now (and for over a week) completely OFF his meds in order for them to clear his system so he and his doctor can start a whole new cocktail of shit that probably won't work any better than previous ridiculous list of cocktails. A guy dancing on the edge of a full blown fucking breakdown, who refuses to allow as much for the sake of his wife and children. A guy who despite all of that, never quits, never gives in no matter how deep and dark the hole consuming him becomes.

Yet, you don't get "The Full OGG". You don't even get a taste, because this not my circus and these are not my monkeys. And because I'm not fodder for stupid fucking jokes, nor will I offer myself up as such.

Sorry Smurfco, sounds like an absolute shitshow you went through. Kudos for hanging in there and not just walking off the stage.
 
Jesus.

I'm still getting over George not being able to tell a minor chord from a major.

I mean, damn. I'm a terrible punk rock hack (Charles can probably attest to that, assuming he hasn't just blotted it out of his memory entirely, which, frankly he would be well advised to do, given that I did what I could to stay drunk for the 2 or 3 days we and bunch of other bozos were up in the Georgia hills) who just does originals, so no one (except a bandmate) is going to know the "right" version of anything in the set.

But even I can tell a major from a minor.
 
Giving someone "the full Smurfco" doesn't have the right ring to it. Sorry OGG, you're just gonna have to be the forum's pet dragon.

:wink:
 
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