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I just wanted to start this post to see if anybody has good stories from the road. Being stranded, epic drives, dream women, etc.

I'll start it off by recalling one evening after a show in Yuba City, CA. We we're playing at a bar call the Town Pump (aka the Town Dump). We haven't played there for years now, but we had a good run. Sometimes we'd do crazy stuff like play without our shirts on (shaving things in Bob Bitchin's chest hair), sing songs gasp, and for most of the time we were playing this bar we were all underage!

Anyway, after the show we we're loading out into a very scary back parking lot that shares access with a Karaoke bar (think Garth Brooks and Dixie Chicks). So there were these two chicks, right, and they were like kissing and hugging eachother. I'm thinking, cool, but I'm not paying too much attention because I'm loading the van and I want to get the hello out of Yuba City! Next thing I know the chicks who are making-out are falling into my van. I guess it scared me because I jumped up onto the amps trying to get out of their way... and Bob and Brett still make fun of me for that one!

Please, everyone, share your funny stories from the road!

Paul The Pyronaut
http://www.thepyronauts.com

Does a story about Mitch, Sticks and Eddie driving back from Exotica after binge eating at the White Castle count? Probably not, some things should be left unsaid......ed

How about I got "flashed"at Dotties (I know Dotties really shouldn't count) and also at Malones in Savannah? The best part of the "Malones flashing" was that our drummer was so enthralled with trying to check out the chick, (who was standing behind him) he fell off his stool......bet that impressed her!

Oh yeah, the girl at Dotties was passed out in the parking lot as we pulled out that night after the show.......no points. ed

Traditional........speak softly and play through a big blonde amp. Did I mention that I still like big blonde amps?

Okay, how about an "old" story...

One of the first gigs The Mariners played was at this little log cabin at the foot of Tiger Hill, a small hill to the south of Murfreesboro, TN (looked like a mountain to me at the time....hmmm). Anyway, the cabin had been cleared of everything and we had a small stage at the left rear of this one room cabin. There was no electrical service at this cabin so power was provided by a big gas generator that was pushed up against the cabin and under the roof overhang. Well, it was raining that night... no, it was pouring cats and dogs actually... a real frog strangler... and we (The Mariners) are really rockin'!! We had to play really loud to be heard over the sound of that dang generator, but we didn't care... heck nobody cared. Everybody was having a ball. All was well until about 15 minutes into our first set and everything goes black!! Yeah, you guessed it, the generator failed. Well some dude goes out into the pouring rain and figures out that the spark plug well on the generator filled up with water and shorted the plug out. He cleans it all out and restarts the generator and we are off and rockin' again... at least for another 15 minutes. Well this went on all night long. 15 minutes of great surf then "nada" as the dude baled the water out of the spark plug well again.

We finished the night and packed the Hearse (our drummer at the time had this big green monstrosity) in the rain of course and then got ready to leave and found that the big stupid Hearse was stuck in the mud of the big field in front of the log cabin. Robert (our drummer at the time) steered the big stupid Hearse while WoodyJ, Ed and me rocked and pushed the thing until we finally got some traction and got out of there. We made $75 that night (in 1965 money) and I wish it had been 10 times that considering the experience. But hey, we sure got something to tell the grandkids about... and you too now!!

Ron (ToneBoy)
The Mariners (1964 to Present) www.myspace.com/themarinersfirstwave
Lonzo & Oscar (1999 to Present) www.lonzoandoscar.net
www.myspace.com/lonzoandoscarcomedy
Billy Henson & Summerstorm (2001 to Present)

Hmmmm....
We played at the Sandbar during Cocoa Beach's SurFest in 2006 and this older, but shapely girl (who had been drinking way too much) started dancing very erotically in front of the band. As hard as it was to do, I had to look away as I was really clammin' my parts. Anyhow, after a few songs she took our tip jar off the mic stand and continued her sensual dance moves throughout the bar and around the tables, collecting some serious bills. When our set was over she came back to the stage and gave us the tip jar back, with close to $300 in it. She went on to compliment our performance and how much she loved the music, and this was her way to show appreciation. She also gave me her phone number to call her the next time we play in town. However, I think my wife threw it away.

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Hmmmm....
We played at the Sandbar during Cocoa Beach's SurFest in 2006 and this older, but shapely girl (who had been drinking way too much) started dancing very erotically in front of the band. As hard as it was to do, I had to look away as I was really clammin' my parts. Anyhow, after a few songs she took our tip jar off the mic stand and continued her sensual dance moves throughout the bar and around the tables, collecting some serious bills. When our set was over she came back to the stage and gave us the tip jar back, with close to $300 in it. She went on to compliment our performance and how much she loved the music, and this was her way to show appreciation. She also gave me her phone number to call her the next time we play in town. However, I think my wife threw it away.]

better than some drunk, sweaty, middle aged guy.....i've seen too many of them

www.surfintheeye.com

Amen, mom_surfing. I've had a few play air-guitar about 2 inches from my face when there was no room to back away from them on the stage. Yuk.

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My nephew just got back from a nationwide tour with a band he manages. They were in NYC playing on a bill with another band. The clubs manager asked the first band if he should pay both seperately of if he should just pay the first band. Of course the first band graciously offered to accept the money & pay my nephews band after the show. They split with all the money. Club management was nice enough to still pay my nephews band. The next day the other bands My Space page was gone. Nice guys.

Probably one of my favorite stories from Lava Land:

We played the Lava Lounge the night before my story in the "worst show your band has played" concert. We shared the bill with the Migs, had a blast, and enjoyed a solid turnout. So anyways, we play first, and decide that the best chance of selling some merch is to set up shop in the parking spaces that are designated as the "smokers' lounge" so we can get people coming out and people going in, and they can actually hear what we are saying.

So I'm sitting there with the fellas, on a bar stool with an empty stool next to mine, and this COUGAR of a woman comes up and sits next to me. She was maaybe 10 years older than me at most, but she just sat cooly down next to me, said hi, and proceeded to sit there smoking and eyeing me up and down like I was a piece of meat.

I generally pride myself on being at least somewhat witty and clever with the ladies, but with this woman, and that look in her eye, I was absolutely FROZEN.

It certainly made for an experience I wouldn't soon forget.

~B~

We played a show in Galveston at the Balinese Room about a year ago where after unloading all our gear I went and parked the van in a parking garage as it was the nearest legal parking I could find. After the show, the garage gate was locked so I hopped over the fence and drunkenly figured out how to override the computer thingy that locked the gate and got the gate to open up barely wide enough for the van. My band mates claim this night was the drunkest they have ever seen me.

<a>Spring Break Shark Attack!</a>

The pyronauts are heading to So-Cal soon, so i'm sure there will be some more wonderfully raunchy stories to follow.
Bob Bitchin

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