Hello stonepiano, boy the posts happen here faster than shit. You snuk that one in before I could get the last one typed. Ha! Say guys, don't take my rants to seriously. I had some TREMENDOUS times playing here. In fact, I played so many big concerts at the time I can't remember them all. That was at the height of the British invasion. We were the promoters house band. I was all of 17 yrs old. But we were an AMERICAN KICK ASS BAND and didn't take NO shit from some limy band. Let me tell you a short story.
Ever heard of the Cow Palace? Its a HUGE ASS concert hall in Frisco. We were the house band that had to play for all the pathetic singers in those days who didn't have a band. They all toured together from a TV show called Shindig. I was the only player who knew a little theory, so I got to sit with each singer for 5 min. and learn their "hit" song. Never any fucking charts. Only them singing it to me. Had to learn 8 to 10 new songs in an hour. And then, call out the chords to the other players LIVE

. In those days the show would start with the Shindig "stars", then we got to play a couple of our tunes. Then, the headliners would play, with the top biller playing last. On this particular show, the BEACH BOYS were top biller. The KINKS were second billed. We had played a show the week before in RENO where the KINKS
were top billed. After that show, we got into an ass kicking fight with the KINKS. What a bunch of fucking morons. Anyway, at the beginning of this show, we heard a rumor that the KINKS wouldn't play because they wanted to be top billed and play last. Ha, guess who won. When it came time for us to play our shit, we brought the house down(50some thousand screaming girls)cause we kicked rock and roll in the ass. After our last song, the host announcer screamed "Ladies and Gentleman, THE KINKS. Were still onstage behind the equipment. We wait. And wait. And wait. No Kinks. So I looked at the other guys, and they immedietly knew what I was thinking. Before anyone could do anything, I kicked off "You really got me", we jumped out on stage , and played the shit out of that fucking song for 15 minutes. We brought the house down. And the Kinks. Cause basically, we BURNED that tune, live. I don't think I've ever seen anyone as pissed as the KINKS. But what was even greater, after that, the BEACH BOYS came out, and after us, they sounded like a mealy mouthed garage band, in diapers. HA! Now that was FUN!!!
But you know I'm an old fart now. I still play with friends, and I have a small home studio for fun. Nothing serious. And BTW, during my time, I played ALL the clubs here, through the beatle era, the acid era, the funk era, the frisco jazz era, the country era.
You mentioned Cake. I had already quit playing in rock clubs, and was playing at every
dive and afterhours country bar in northern calif. And you know what. We still kicked ass. 2 fiddles, steel, electric mandolin, piano, drums and I played guitar. Met some motherf....ing musicians playing country. Afterhour jam sessions. I played Loyyd Hickeys 40 Grand for 2 years. 4 nights a week and from 9 till when ever on Fri and Sat nights. Sometimes we didn't quit. We played the whole fucking weekend. Got drunker than a skunk by sunday though. But DAAAAAAAAMN did I meet some hot pickers. We wern't too bad ourself, but some of these mothas WHEEEEEEEW!!!SCARY.

Tempos from hell. And not just country. A lot of jazz. Don't tell me country pickers are goofs. Ha, get up there at afterhours with some of these guys, but you better be prepared to smoke!!!! Well gents, hope you enjoyed the story. Don't laugh at me to hard. I'm still human and get my feelings hurt just like you. So no flames, or I'll kick your ass.
fitz
