This wasn't embarrassing for me but a good story none the less. My wife was an expert seamstress and I was playing in fairly popular band in the area. She made shirts (blouses) for all of us. One night during the first set the lead singers shirt being a bit tight ripped at the underarm. We come off stage and he says he has to change. My wife says no, go back up for the next set and I will rip it off you it will be cool. So she does. A few weeks later at work the new guy found out I played with that band and says to me, I saw you guys, you're pretty good. I asked where he saw us, he told me where, I told him we play there often did he remember what night it was? He says to me yea, the night I saw you guys some sleazy blonde ripped the shirt off the lead singer! I started laughing and he says whats so funny and I say, Walter, that sleazy blonde is my wife. He starts apologizing saying, but, but, Jerry you know I call em all sleazy. I told him don't sweat it, I like sleazy girls.
Now for the embarrassing one with the same band. We would do a five song doors medley, snippets of four then finish with the full version of Touch Me. Just at the end of the intro before the band stops and the vocals come in, I being a gymnast thought it might be cool to jump in the air and do a scissors with the legs. Well, I came down just as the band stopped, landing on my cord that was a bit taut and ripped it out of end. Instead of silence before the vocal, the jacks end still being in the amp and now shorted, all you heard was a really loud buzz. The whole band looks at me, the lead singer decides to just belt out c'mon c'mon c'mon now touch me, I turn and slam the off switch, the band takes off with the song and I have to run off stage and retrieve another cord. That band was a lot of fun. We had a really good sax player and whenever either one of us made a mistake we would kick the other in the ass. You had to be careful, you could come home from the gig with a sore ass!
