sjoko2
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Oh well - this one isn't even sound - its light. And it wasn't me either, but a light engineer I worked with for years, a brilliant one at that, but, ehhhhh
Well, lets say that it was in the '70's and our light engineer sorta enjoyed smokin'and'a'sniffin. Oh yes, and swallowing, he loved to mix all sort of drugs to 'get the right groove going'. Uppers, downers, pot, coke, you name it, he did it, in great volume.
He fell over, off the stage, one day, and broke his upper arm and elbow. It was set, he joined us back on the road a couple of days later, with his arm in a huge cast, sticking out sidewards from his shoulder, upper arm pointing under his chin, and a piece of wood under his elbow, connected to a big belt around his waist, to hold it up.
Of cause the hospital had told him to go home and rest, and had given him some drugs for the pain. He was back on the road instead, enjoying the 'new pills' in combination with everything else. In other words, he was out of it.
The riser for the console had a tower over the top of it, the home of 2 super-trooper follow spots, and some special effect lights.
We did a sound check, he had just finished giving directions for fine tuning the focus of some lights, we were standing on the stage, finished, ready to go and grab a bite to eat backstage, when he announced 'I need another special up there', grabbed a spot from a flightcase, went down the steps and walked into the arena towards the riser. We were waiting for him to come back, so 12 of us are standing there watching him.
To our surprise, when he got to the riser, he didn't stop, he started up the ladder. Picture this. Left arm immobile, in plaster, right arm holding a heavy spotlight.
We were watching, nobody said anything at all, dumfounded. He made it halfway up before he realised he was climing a 'straight-up' ladder, without hands, holding a heavy spotlight in one hand.
Of cause by then, it was to late, he fell backwards, broke his wrist on the arm-in-plaster, had a hole in his head requiring multiple stitches, and a concussion.
He caught up with us 2 days later.
By the way, he was brilliant at his job. Sometimes just a bit of a liability - Like the time he forgot he had already put extra magnesium power in the flashpots, did it again, and blew every cone out of every speaker of the PA and the stagegear. For the PA that just ment replacing 32 x 18" cones, 64 x 15" cones and 192 x 12" cones, and we didn't have that many spares...........
Oh yeah - he also blistered the drummers ass that same time, the flashpot behind him roasted his leather pants.
Well, lets say that it was in the '70's and our light engineer sorta enjoyed smokin'and'a'sniffin. Oh yes, and swallowing, he loved to mix all sort of drugs to 'get the right groove going'. Uppers, downers, pot, coke, you name it, he did it, in great volume.
He fell over, off the stage, one day, and broke his upper arm and elbow. It was set, he joined us back on the road a couple of days later, with his arm in a huge cast, sticking out sidewards from his shoulder, upper arm pointing under his chin, and a piece of wood under his elbow, connected to a big belt around his waist, to hold it up.
Of cause the hospital had told him to go home and rest, and had given him some drugs for the pain. He was back on the road instead, enjoying the 'new pills' in combination with everything else. In other words, he was out of it.
The riser for the console had a tower over the top of it, the home of 2 super-trooper follow spots, and some special effect lights.
We did a sound check, he had just finished giving directions for fine tuning the focus of some lights, we were standing on the stage, finished, ready to go and grab a bite to eat backstage, when he announced 'I need another special up there', grabbed a spot from a flightcase, went down the steps and walked into the arena towards the riser. We were waiting for him to come back, so 12 of us are standing there watching him.
To our surprise, when he got to the riser, he didn't stop, he started up the ladder. Picture this. Left arm immobile, in plaster, right arm holding a heavy spotlight.
We were watching, nobody said anything at all, dumfounded. He made it halfway up before he realised he was climing a 'straight-up' ladder, without hands, holding a heavy spotlight in one hand.
Of cause by then, it was to late, he fell backwards, broke his wrist on the arm-in-plaster, had a hole in his head requiring multiple stitches, and a concussion.
He caught up with us 2 days later.
By the way, he was brilliant at his job. Sometimes just a bit of a liability - Like the time he forgot he had already put extra magnesium power in the flashpots, did it again, and blew every cone out of every speaker of the PA and the stagegear. For the PA that just ment replacing 32 x 18" cones, 64 x 15" cones and 192 x 12" cones, and we didn't have that many spares...........
Oh yeah - he also blistered the drummers ass that same time, the flashpot behind him roasted his leather pants.
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