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Wed - Played at a big neighborhood pool party and it was a big hit despite it being so hot kids and iPhones were overheating. They're hiring me again and are referring me to other neighborhood event planners. Nothing unusual there, great gig and opportunities coming out of it. Good stuff.
Fri - Played at a country club, rain was pouring down so party was moved from the pool to a big cabana. Went well, lots of members coming to stage with compliments. My kinda gig.
Sat - Completely different. Played at a bar the local entertainment paper calls "the bar on earth most like the bar in star wars". It's the only time in my career a bar owner has asked if I could wear a cape, or a least a wig and mustache so I could be "Mr Saturday Night!". It's also the first time I've ever said "no capes". He had me give away some stuff during the show -- plastic handcuffs, a Jaegermeister Tshirt 10 sizes to small for the women there. Then the top prize -- "poor man's breast implants" which consisted of a cardboard box with two zip lock bags they mixed jello shots into. Problem was the jello was blood red so when the prize winner ran up, grabbed grabbed box and opened it, it looked two freshly donated kidneys in a box. And then there was the woman who ran to the stage during brown eyed girl and started running her hands all over me. I felt hot breath near my face and then suddenly felt her snaggle teeth gnawing on my cheek bone. There's more, but you get the idea.
Sun - Played a rough neighborhood bar. Was walking around trying to find a low stool to put my rack on when this guy stops me and says "hey - you like pussy?"
I said "Hi, my names Eric, what's yours?"
He says again "you like pussy?"
I said "uhh, OK, yea?"
"You wanna F my sister?"
I looked at him, then his friend who was smiling, then back at him. "So you're pimping out your sister?"
His friend goes "yea man, times are tough."
Goes to show you - you never know how a gig week is going to play out!
Fri - Played at a country club, rain was pouring down so party was moved from the pool to a big cabana. Went well, lots of members coming to stage with compliments. My kinda gig.
Sat - Completely different. Played at a bar the local entertainment paper calls "the bar on earth most like the bar in star wars". It's the only time in my career a bar owner has asked if I could wear a cape, or a least a wig and mustache so I could be "Mr Saturday Night!". It's also the first time I've ever said "no capes". He had me give away some stuff during the show -- plastic handcuffs, a Jaegermeister Tshirt 10 sizes to small for the women there. Then the top prize -- "poor man's breast implants" which consisted of a cardboard box with two zip lock bags they mixed jello shots into. Problem was the jello was blood red so when the prize winner ran up, grabbed grabbed box and opened it, it looked two freshly donated kidneys in a box. And then there was the woman who ran to the stage during brown eyed girl and started running her hands all over me. I felt hot breath near my face and then suddenly felt her snaggle teeth gnawing on my cheek bone. There's more, but you get the idea.
Sun - Played a rough neighborhood bar. Was walking around trying to find a low stool to put my rack on when this guy stops me and says "hey - you like pussy?"
I said "Hi, my names Eric, what's yours?"
He says again "you like pussy?"
I said "uhh, OK, yea?"
"You wanna F my sister?"
I looked at him, then his friend who was smiling, then back at him. "So you're pimping out your sister?"
His friend goes "yea man, times are tough."
Goes to show you - you never know how a gig week is going to play out!
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