And I was sober?????

[Eumenides]

This had to be one of the most bizarre nights of my life. Fun as hell, but bizarre. You wouldn't believe me if I told you, so I'll just post the highlights.

Went to see a band I've seen play a couple of times, and there were all these musicians joining them (well known musicians in these here parts) at various intervals. There was everything from guitar to banjo to saxaphone to violin.

Really drunk/high guy postulating about the difference (or lack thereof, as he came to the conclusion) between art and theater.

Some kid asks if he can play, and the band lets him (they're a blues band) and he launches into Green Day and Foo Fighters.

Then, a guy walks in dressed in a white polo shirt, a black biker vest with the chains across the front and a picture of Rodney Dangerfield on the back, a red sequined tie with a pic of Rodney on it, black shorts and white socks pulled up to his calves. He walks up to drunk/high guy and pulls his cigarette out of his hand, and does a magic trick with it that makes the cigarette just disappear. (Pretty amazing trick, actually) Drunk/high guy is amazed for about thirty seconds...til he realizes that was his last fucking cigarette! Bastard!...So he follows Rodney guy around the bar bitching at him.

Rodney then pays the band a hundred dollars to let him sing Stevie Ray Vaughn.

Then there was the Rastafari wannabe. Nuff said.

I'll leave you with that, but there were far more bizarre things that happened.

 

[zantac666]

Sounded like fun.

I went to a concert it started at noon and did not end till midnight it had 20 bands.

There was booze and pot going aound that was the best.

 

[Lasz]

SOunds like a good show.

 

[Bobmi357]

Better than what I had to put up with. I was helping my in-laws by tending bar during karaoke night tonight. There was one person with any kind of decent voice. The rest of the evening was a torture session that sounded like a cross between a cat fight and nails on a chalkboard.

 

[Eumenides]

Oh, I wasn't complaining (cept about my cigarette *grumble*). It was just....

Like I hear acid trips are...one surprise after another.

 

[PlayFlower69]

My recent fascinating evening was quite different than yours. I was listening to an accordian cafe band, playing tunes from the 20s to 50s -- not oompah stuff at all, more french lounge music kind of stuff. Lot of fun.

The crowd was packed into a small coffee house, and quite diverse. Grey haired older couples who looked like a church committee, sitting next to young lesbian couples. A few small children running around, herded by an earth mother. A collection of mentally challenged but exuberantly happy young men. It may sound cruel, but the funniest part was watching a human triangle sit down. A grey haired lady, with a tiny head, small shoulders, and a huge, disproportionate ass. She came up with her four prong cane, eyed the chair behind, and turned her huge butt in a circle, circling in on her target, until she got it just right and plopped down with a perfect hit on the small chair. Bless her heart for getting out and enjoying the music, but I had to surpress a laugh.

By themselves, none of the above may sound like much. But for a people watcher such as myself, they blended together with the music to form a somewhat surreal, though very enjoyable evening.

 

[Eumenides]

I'm just going to forget that this is a sympathy post, and thank you anyway

I'd have to say that I've never thought of hearing an accordian band play. Mark that up on my list of "quirky things I'd like to do some day just so's I can say I did".

The question is, did a white Rastafarian guy ask you if you wanted to smoke up with him?

 

[PlayFlower69]

I'm just going to forget that this is a sympathy post, and thank you anyway

I'd have to say that I've never thought of hearing an accordian band play. Mark that up on my list of "quirky things I'd like to do some day just so's I can say I did".

The question is, did a white Rastafarian guy ask you if you wanted to smoke up with him?

What???

You've never polkad to an accordian band? And here I thought you were a sophisticate who knew how to have a great time!

Accordians are a fun instrument, even if their main cachet now is likely on the campy side. They were more popular when more people made their own music. I've been to some parties with accordian players, and in combination with guitars, fiddles, mandolins, etc., they really can make for a good time with a room full of people at a friends house.

No such luck with the white Rastaferian, though as I've previously indicated, unlike the criminal scum that hangs around the GB, we Playground types are a more upstanding crowd. And I have no intention of giving up this name until I stop having fun with it.

 

[Eumenides]

I'm still young! I still have time to learn how to have a good time!

And I said no to Mr. Dreads...does that make me as upstanding as you "Playground" folk?

Oh! I got to sing, too! Fun for me, not so much for the audience.


Well, I'm off to try to top this experience. Have a nice day, flowerman.

I like it better when I have to figure out what your name means. *pout* But I'll live.