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Our guitarist, my mate, was passively aggressive. We would all agree on a song. He might say I’m not that keen. We would say well look , the rest of us want to do it. Next week, did you learn that song? No, but I learned this, try it. It used to boil my wee

When it’s a supposed democracy that turns out to be ruled by a dictator

He actually was foolish enough to appear at one of his gigs in Glasgow wearing a Celtic top. There was nearly a riot. Now it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to work out that if you play ANY city , you wouldn’t wear the colours of any team. You immediately alienate half the audience. He later said “ oh, I didn’t think anyone would mind” what a div!

It certainly is depressing and yes we did do a few trad tunes. The even more depressing thing is, up here they absolutely love that kind of thing.

One time we were taking a break and I turned round to see the guitarist with someone by the throat. I asked what was that? The guy had set his pint on top of our mixing desk. What a dickish move. The desk isn’t even flat!

We find this happens when we play locally. You play your whole first set to a very quiet bar, then later it just fills up. I think the drink pricing has gone a long way to causing this. People get tanked up at home, then head out later. Years ago, our local gig bar used to be heaving from tea time on a Friday until late Sunday. The times they are a changin’

We were booked to play on Mull. A large island near our home town. The bar had told us there was a large crowd of students on some weekend break and he wanted entertainment for them. The bar provided a massive pot of chilli for the students which they tucked into gleefully, especially as it was free. We set up fighting to move amongst all these drunken students Just before we struck our first note, the students as if given a sign from some unknown source, all got up and buggered off! The place just emptied. We were left playing to the bar staff and a couple of farmer types who had little interest in us. It was a rubbish night !The students were totally out of order to accept the free food and then leave, especially when entertainment had been put on for them.

I agree, but I met a medic recently who said he suffered from low blood pressure. I asked what did he do to alleviate this? I take more salt, was his reply 🤔

It’s done! C’mon folks , let’s see ‘em

C’mon, let’s start another thread with people not taking themselves seriously

You have to laugh in life and most of all you have to laugh at yourself and don’t take life too seriously. As I get older I realise that this is more true than ever.

You should all try it. Wear each other’s clothes for a laugh, get the smoke machine running , have a few if that’s your thing and enjoy life. I’ve suffered lots of black moods, but it’s nights like these that make everything better 😉

You only live once mate 😉👍

Couple of pints sorts that out 😉

That has happened to me too. After the gig it cleared right enough. Only troubled me when playing.

Some of the best nights we have had have been in small venues

Our Friday evenings are traditionally the times where we do nothing but listen to music very loudly and have a few. Sometimes you hit the perfect storm and the crazy stuff starts. I remember one night, I appeared with the smoke machine and electric light ball. It was like a nightclub in the living room! All part of the craic! 😉 Edit: these days we don’t go out that often so if Muhammad can’t go to the mountain ....

“I think we should do more Scottish trad music. The punters love it!”

The Damned. I’m sure in real life they were decent boys

It’s amazing just how liberating it was wearing that ensemble. I like to think of it as a slightly camp legionnaire! Scotsmen are allowed to wear skirts anyway don’t ya know?

I’ll have you know I still get offers from potential suitors. Fishermen fair enough, but still suitors!

They were amateurs who were trying to get into the wedding/function business. Clearly they had no idea. Everyone knows that punters will gather round the bar. To expect them to retire to the hall for a dance is ridiculous! The ironic thing is, there was room in the bar area where we could have set up. Would have been more like playing a pub, but at least it would have been more enjoyable for all involved.

I always dig in anyway

Twas indeed a very lairy evening. Mrs Ubit appeared wearing my gear and I was duty bound to return the favour 😂