It was on Saturday night at a local social club. Large venue with a great stage. We were greeted with. "That's a lot of gear for a band" (not really but we don't go out light weight) and then by the old boot on the door "Don't be loud, I don't want any of our members walking out!".. sigh.
So at a suitably reduced volume that felt distinctly emasculating. The sea of tinted perms and frowning faces didn't improve matters. We did have between 2 and 10 up dancing at times, but 3/4 through set one, the old bag from the door comes in and waves to turn it down.. FFS we're not an acapella band.
Second set she had buggered off so we turned the volume back up a bit. We ended up with about 3/4 of the audience left when we finished. Guess it turned out as a paid rehearsal.
Turns out they've been enquiring about us doing Xmas Eve next year! Oh but would you believe it, every single one of us won't be available that night 🤣