TheSeventhHead
Active Member
So, experience gained is a lesson learned right? I certainly hope so. Last Friday my band and I became "that band" and played a show from hell. ![wallbash :wallbash: :wallbash:](http://www.sevenstring.org/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/wallbash.gif)
My band is a new group in the Missoula area, and has only been playing shows for 4-5 months now. We've been getting shows with bands and venues on our local bucket list much sooner than we had planned, and even nailed some sick spots with traveling bands... apparently this got to our heads without us being aware of it.
Our performance etiquette is rigid and professional. A first impression is a lasting one. We always try and show up to the venue an hour and a half to two hours before the load in time, meet and greet the owner and the sound guy and anyone else of importance and help out any way we can. We go out of our way to make the show as easy as possible for everyone involved, including the other bands. Normally our efforts are greatly appreciated and we're invited back within a couple days to a couple weeks.
...except this time we messed up.
We finally nailed a show at a venue we've been wanting to play for a while with a local act we love and has a lot of pull in the local scene. We showed up about an hour and a half early, as usual. The sound guy was all about it, and since we were opening we had our gear up and ready with room for two bands to back-load (our suggestion), and everyone loved the idea. We were gaining our usual and pleasant report again.
And then it all went to hell.
Somehow, the sound check started when we thought the guy was just checking his drum-mic placement. That doesn't even make sense, but that's what we thought. Then when he called for the bass player to do his sound check, we were still thinking the same dumb thing and the drummer got off stage. The drummer and I then proceeded to grab a drink while the bass player did his sound check, bantering at him like idiots. When it was my turn for sound check, again, the bassist exited the stage as I wandered up there, and instead of just simply doing my sound check routine, I decided some sweeping and tapping and general screwing around pissing contest sort of stuff would be appropriate. Then there was about 45 minutes of waiting before the show starts. Did we sit in the corner and warm up quietly to ourselves while setting up a merch booth like we usually do?
Nope.
We grabbed a couple more drinks, behaved like arrogant jack-asses to each other and our friends and fans who were arriving. I'm too embarrassed to even quote some of the things that came out of my own mouth. When it came time to play, we walked on stage and started droning like three dumbasses from hell because we thought it would be cool. And we played like shit. Not just the usual perfectionist musician-being-to-hard-on-himself played like shit, but a sincere and unfortunate sloppy set. And when we got off stage all we could talk about was how we played like shit, turning down every compliment received, like pompous dicks.
After loading our gear up, the bassist and drummer left. Just left. Which is also something we've never done. We ALWAYS stay to support the bands that invited us to play with them. I sat in the back at the bar drinking, thinking I was doing the same thing I usually do, just with a ridiculous poor-me attitude. It wasn't until halfway through the third set of the night when all this came crashing down on me like an anvil. I suddenly realized why the other musicians weren't talking to me, why nobody was giving me the light of day, and usually nothing more than a cold shoulder. It had nothing to do with the wrong notes or bad timing of our set, it was because I fracking deserved it. For one night my band and I had become the musicians we couldn't stand. That nobody could stand.
We haven't heard anything from the bands we played with or the venue we played at since. Rightly so, and I don't expect to on their own accord. It's my deepest hope that I can take this experience and what I learned from it and make up for it by never letting such amateur behavior be displayed again.
Anybody else ever have a show they look back on and feel absolutely ashamed about, either because of your own behavior or a band members behavior? Or for any other reason for that matter? Maybe even a fan that ruined the show for you?
![wallbash :wallbash: :wallbash:](http://www.sevenstring.org/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/wallbash.gif)
My band is a new group in the Missoula area, and has only been playing shows for 4-5 months now. We've been getting shows with bands and venues on our local bucket list much sooner than we had planned, and even nailed some sick spots with traveling bands... apparently this got to our heads without us being aware of it.
Our performance etiquette is rigid and professional. A first impression is a lasting one. We always try and show up to the venue an hour and a half to two hours before the load in time, meet and greet the owner and the sound guy and anyone else of importance and help out any way we can. We go out of our way to make the show as easy as possible for everyone involved, including the other bands. Normally our efforts are greatly appreciated and we're invited back within a couple days to a couple weeks.
...except this time we messed up.
We finally nailed a show at a venue we've been wanting to play for a while with a local act we love and has a lot of pull in the local scene. We showed up about an hour and a half early, as usual. The sound guy was all about it, and since we were opening we had our gear up and ready with room for two bands to back-load (our suggestion), and everyone loved the idea. We were gaining our usual and pleasant report again.
And then it all went to hell.
Somehow, the sound check started when we thought the guy was just checking his drum-mic placement. That doesn't even make sense, but that's what we thought. Then when he called for the bass player to do his sound check, we were still thinking the same dumb thing and the drummer got off stage. The drummer and I then proceeded to grab a drink while the bass player did his sound check, bantering at him like idiots. When it was my turn for sound check, again, the bassist exited the stage as I wandered up there, and instead of just simply doing my sound check routine, I decided some sweeping and tapping and general screwing around pissing contest sort of stuff would be appropriate. Then there was about 45 minutes of waiting before the show starts. Did we sit in the corner and warm up quietly to ourselves while setting up a merch booth like we usually do?
Nope.
We grabbed a couple more drinks, behaved like arrogant jack-asses to each other and our friends and fans who were arriving. I'm too embarrassed to even quote some of the things that came out of my own mouth. When it came time to play, we walked on stage and started droning like three dumbasses from hell because we thought it would be cool. And we played like shit. Not just the usual perfectionist musician-being-to-hard-on-himself played like shit, but a sincere and unfortunate sloppy set. And when we got off stage all we could talk about was how we played like shit, turning down every compliment received, like pompous dicks.
After loading our gear up, the bassist and drummer left. Just left. Which is also something we've never done. We ALWAYS stay to support the bands that invited us to play with them. I sat in the back at the bar drinking, thinking I was doing the same thing I usually do, just with a ridiculous poor-me attitude. It wasn't until halfway through the third set of the night when all this came crashing down on me like an anvil. I suddenly realized why the other musicians weren't talking to me, why nobody was giving me the light of day, and usually nothing more than a cold shoulder. It had nothing to do with the wrong notes or bad timing of our set, it was because I fracking deserved it. For one night my band and I had become the musicians we couldn't stand. That nobody could stand.
We haven't heard anything from the bands we played with or the venue we played at since. Rightly so, and I don't expect to on their own accord. It's my deepest hope that I can take this experience and what I learned from it and make up for it by never letting such amateur behavior be displayed again.
Anybody else ever have a show they look back on and feel absolutely ashamed about, either because of your own behavior or a band members behavior? Or for any other reason for that matter? Maybe even a fan that ruined the show for you?