Scenario:
My band has had a residency at a pub for the past 6 months.
Crowds have generally been good....your typical Aussie pub-rock drunks...scream out for AC/DC all night til we give in and play some.
We have a smallish following...regulars that come see us whenever we play.
Now the publican and his wife are in their very early 20's and,like most young folk today are waaaaay into dance music.
The publican however...realises that not everyone likes dance/house and he needs to cater to the rock crowd.
Last night was our final gig for the year and the last of the residency.
Crowd was about usual..minus some of the regs.
Now...the publican and his wife had been on a pub crawl/drinking binge all day and come gig time the publican was very much worse for wear so he took off for the night and left the Mrs in charge.
We played our first two sets....the crowd enjoyed it...and we enjoyed it...we were having a blast.
We come off stage and Mrs Publican approaches the singer and tells him that if we wanted to call it a night she'd pay us full price.
In other words...."I'm smashed off my tits and all I want to do is dance on the tables to hip hop"...which she promptly did.
Now...as far as i'm concerned they go and get fucked if they want us back in the new year.
You either WANT live rock or you don't...clearly the Mrs didn't.
To say I was angry and offended is putting it mildly....the drummer had to actuallt restrain me from going and slapping the young *****.
So...come the new year we'll be approaching the pub's rivals...who have been poaching us ever since their crowds began dwindling when we started playing.
New Year and a New residency as far as I'm concerned.
My band has had a residency at a pub for the past 6 months.
Crowds have generally been good....your typical Aussie pub-rock drunks...scream out for AC/DC all night til we give in and play some.
We have a smallish following...regulars that come see us whenever we play.
Now the publican and his wife are in their very early 20's and,like most young folk today are waaaaay into dance music.
The publican however...realises that not everyone likes dance/house and he needs to cater to the rock crowd.
Last night was our final gig for the year and the last of the residency.
Crowd was about usual..minus some of the regs.
Now...the publican and his wife had been on a pub crawl/drinking binge all day and come gig time the publican was very much worse for wear so he took off for the night and left the Mrs in charge.
We played our first two sets....the crowd enjoyed it...and we enjoyed it...we were having a blast.
We come off stage and Mrs Publican approaches the singer and tells him that if we wanted to call it a night she'd pay us full price.
In other words...."I'm smashed off my tits and all I want to do is dance on the tables to hip hop"...which she promptly did.
Now...as far as i'm concerned they go and get fucked if they want us back in the new year.
You either WANT live rock or you don't...clearly the Mrs didn't.
To say I was angry and offended is putting it mildly....the drummer had to actuallt restrain me from going and slapping the young *****.
So...come the new year we'll be approaching the pub's rivals...who have been poaching us ever since their crowds began dwindling when we started playing.
New Year and a New residency as far as I'm concerned.