Over 10 years ago I auditioned, in London, for a band from Richmond.
I got there on time, as did the drummer and guitarist.
I leant my 1973 Fender Jazz up again the bass stack which was near the door as we chatted and waited for the singer....
...who, after a wait of about 20 minutes, pushed open the rehearsal room door dramatically with a big "Hello", marched in accidently kicking my Fender across the rehearsal room floor.
That was probably the best sound we made all evening. I didn't stay with the band.
Mike