What was your worst gig ever?

[chrisharris]

LMAO!! It's like every post is a walk down memory lane...."Yup, been there"

"uh huh, I know THAT sucks,"...lol.

I'm starting to wonder if I've ever had any GOOD gigs.

Worst Overall Experiences w/o Details:

1. Opening for Molly Hatchett in Deep East TExas - 'Nuff said

2. The Acid thing - only it was just me, lmao...no partner in crime except the 2 girls who gave it to me (BOTH OF WHOM thought I sounded great, btw, lmao)...

3. Any gig with the word "Crawfish" in the event title, lol...

4. Lol...playing on a Flatbed trailer at a fairgrounds where (and I swear this is true) - EVERY time the compressor on the "Sno Cone" machine kicked in, our PA completely died...FUCK, it only took us about 2 hours to figure that one out.

Sheesh, I'll shut up...Just about everything listed above sparks some bad memory, lol.

Cool Thread.

 

[Track Rat]

4. Lol...playing on a Flatbed trailer at a fairgrounds where (and I swear this is true) - EVERY time the compressor on the "Sno Cone" machine kicked in, our PA completely died...FUCK, it only took us about 2 hours to figure that one out.

AHHHHHHHH!!!!!! This is spooky. We had two jobs in one day. First was in the early afternoon in South St. Louis at Bevo Mill outside on a flat bed trailer. It was about 100 and we were in the middle of an asphalt parking lot. Then the thunder storm hit. This job ends with me loading gear in a thunder storm (lights & PA). We're going to head straight to our second job (a little bucket O' blood in Pacific, Mo) and I'm driving my van loaded to the top with gear and my VERY drunk girlfriend in tow I'm making my way out of the city. I'm on a slight down hill sloped 5 lane Blvd coming to a red light except when I put my foot on the brake, the pedel GOES TO THE FUCKING FLOOR. There was a car in the far left lane facing me and a car in the center turn lane and cars are coming through the intersection. I drive between these two cars zig zagging through traffic and cross over all 5 lanes from left to right and end up at a stop in the parking lot of a Dairy Queen. I'm setting there with a death grip on the wheel looking like Yahoo Serious with a cattle prod up his ass and my girlfriend is laughing so hard she pisses in her pants. The evening just went downhill from here.

 

[chrisharris]

AHHHHHHHH!!!!!! This is spooky.

Yeah, it is, lol...b/c I just read your post to my wife, but I left out the geographical details, and her response was:

"That's hilarious...when did that happen to you again?"

lol - yup; lost the brakes in a 1990 Chevy Cargo van LOADED to the point of sagging the suspension with P.A.

Great story, TR - and (of course) I can truly relate

 

[chrisharris]

Oh crap...I almost forgot. That happened AFTER a gig, and we left the van locked in the parking lot in which it ended up...(ala' Chevy Chase in "Vacation"), which just happened to be a roach motel that we ended up renting one room in for the evening. (5 guys, lol).

Next morning, van and P.A. were gone. I have no idea how whoever stole it drove it, but I hope it took 20 years off his life...(or more, lol...I always imagined semi-immediate death due to impact with a telephone pole).

Never recovered either of 'em. *sigh*