YOU KNOW YOU'RE TOO OLD TO PLAY GIGS WHEN...
It becomes more important to find a place on stage for your fan than your
amp.
Your gig clothes make you look like George Burns out for a round of golf.
All your fans leave by 9:30 p.m.
All you want from groupies is a foot massage and back rub.
You love taking the elevator because you can sing along with most of your
set-list.
Instead of a fifth member, your band wants to spring for a roadie.
You lost the directions to the gig.
You need your glasses to see the amp settings.
You've thrown out your back jumping off the stage.
You feel like hell before the gig even starts.
The waitress is your daughter!
You stop the set because your ibuprofen fell behind the speakers.
Most of your crowd just sways in their seats.
You find your drink tokens from last month's gig in your guitar case.
You refuse to play without earplugs.
You ask the club owner if you can start at 8:30 instead of 9:30.
You check the TV schedule before booking a gig.
Your gig stool has a back.
You're related to at least one member in the band.
You don't let anyone sit in.
You need a nap before the gig..
After the third set, you bug the club owner to let you quit early.
During the breaks, you now go to the van to lie down.
You prefer a music stand with a light
You don't recover until Tuesday afternoon.
You hope the host's speech lasts forever
You buy amps considering their weight and not their tone or "cool" factor.
You can remember seven different club names for the same location.
You have a hazy memory of the days when you could work 10 gigs in 7 days and
could physically do it!
Your date couldn't make it because she couldn't find a babysitter for the
grandkids.
The set list has to be in 20 point type.
Your drug of choice is now coffee.
It seems impossible to find stage shoes with decent arch support.
You fart on stage and don't laugh
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dadiOH
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>
> YOU KNOW YOU'RE TOO OLD TO PLAY GIGS WHEN...
>
> It becomes more important to find a place on stage for your fan than your
> amp.
> Your gig clothes make you look like George Burns out for a round of golf.
> All your fans leave by 9:30 p.m.
> All you want from groupies is a foot massage and back rub.
> You love taking the elevator because you can sing along with most of your
> set-list.
> Instead of a fifth member, your band wants to spring for a roadie.
> You lost the directions to the gig.
> You need your glasses to see the amp settings.
> You've thrown out your back jumping off the stage.
> You feel like hell before the gig even starts.
> The waitress is your daughter!
> You stop the set because your ibuprofen fell behind the speakers.
> Most of your crowd just sways in their seats.
> You find your drink tokens from last month's gig in your guitar case.
> You refuse to play without earplugs.
> You ask the club owner if you can start at 8:30 instead of 9:30.
> You check the TV schedule before booking a gig.
> Your gig stool has a back.
> You're related to at least one member in the band.
> You don't let anyone sit in.
> You need a nap before the gig..
> After the third set, you bug the club owner to let you quit early.
> During the breaks, you now go to the van to lie down.
> You prefer a music stand with a light
> You don't recover until Tuesday afternoon.
> You hope the host's speech lasts forever
> You buy amps considering their weight and not their tone or "cool" factor.
> You can remember seven different club names for the same location.
> You have a hazy memory of the days when you could work 10 gigs in 7 days
> and could physically do it!
> Your date couldn't make it because she couldn't find a babysitter for the
> grandkids.
> The set list has to be in 20 point type.
> Your drug of choice is now coffee.
> It seems impossible to find stage shoes with decent arch support.
> You fart on stage and don't laugh
>
> --
>
> dadiOH
> ____________________________
>
> Winters getting colder? Tired of the rat race?
> Taxes out of hand? Maybe just ready for a change?
> Check it out... http://www.floridaloghouse.net
>
>
So much of this is familiar. I'm 2 months short of 65 and highly
diabolic(betic). My duo partner (female) only a couple of years behind me.
We're part way through a run of 29 gigs in 21 days and feeling every it of
it. Roll on Christmas Day. Our real consolation is we now only work to a 60
mile radius instead of the 300 it used to be. Back into the workshop on the
26th Dec. Starting to suffer major withdrawl symptoms at the moment.
Happy Holidays Everyone
Mike
On 12/11/2013 02:18 PM, Mike Stanford wrote:
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>
> So much of this is familiar. I'm 2 months short of 65 and highly
> diabolic(betic). My duo partner (female) only a couple of years behind me.
> We're part way through a run of 29 gigs in 21 days and feeling every it of
> it. Roll on Christmas Day. Our real consolation is we now only work to a 60
> mile radius instead of the 300 it used to be. Back into the workshop on the
> 26th Dec. Starting to suffer major withdrawl symptoms at the moment.
>
> Happy Holidays Everyone
> Mike
And a early Merry Christmas to you all:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3fgRV5N_qQ
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