A pub in deepest Hampshire, my first time with my 'party' band (v, 2xg, b, d, sax) for a month.
Was looking forward to it but found it a bit frustrating as the drummer threw in every fill he could think of, having not played during that time. He also sped up massivly despite my best attempts - will put half a valium in his beer next time.
Then I found I could barely hear myself. Dunno if this was cos I didn't have my 2x10 cab to augment my 1x15 combo,the gutarists were at 11 or (more likely) I am now used to the guitar-bass-drums format of my other band. Anyway no-one was willing to turn down.
The sax player has got an alto now which runs onthe same frequency as my wireless, so had to dig out a lead...but as we were all crammed together onto a few square feet it didn't make much difference.
How do you cope when you're not having a good night but the audience are enjoying themselves? Grin, bear it and crank out 'Mustang Sally'!