Sherry SK8
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I heard the wizzing sound and looked up to see one of the beautifully dressed bride's friends crouching beside the front tire of her car . . "Hmmm this should be a rowdy crowd-I won't get home until after 2."
First Set; Drunken guests were having a blast reeling around on the dance floor with cutesy 6 year old flower girl. Parents decide to take cutesy girl home before she get's taken out in the frenzy.
Second set: Increasing drunken frenzy and with video cameras rolling, a shocked shriek from dance floor by the bride. 'The" wild party guy friend has ripped off his pants while we are playing a Rolling Stones cover. He has pink spandex tights with all kind of funky designs on them. He get's the laugh, and being that he's completely wasted, soaks up the attention.
We launch into our second Stones' cover "Satisfaction" so of course, the guy leaps on stage and although we rarely alow this, it's Tom's (our band leader's) friend's wedding, so he's going with things a lot more. So there's this guy staggering around the stage trying to do Mick and I'm just playing my drums and not even smiling because I'm just picturing him either careening into my drums and it looking more like the end of a Who concert. Already he'd done the microphone trick where he let out the chord and whipped it in circles so that the Mic only just missed my head - the audience even gasped at that. I could see him only just staying in the zone in front but ever so close to taking out Tom's set-up of guitar pedals and keyboard.
Now he was down on the floor in front of my drums winding and weaving like Mick when he does those snake moves but with funky pink spandex pants. I'm still just minding the equipment and not wanting to encourage him too much when Tom suddenly bursts out into peels of laughter "Look!!!" he shouts.
I'm like what? You think this is that funny? Yeah whatever, the drunk guy is shouting about the 'man on the radio.' But I looked and . . .
The guy's pants had split right out the back and he was obviously not wearing underwear. Now I'm a female drummer and I'm there because I'm the best player for our gig, but this was when I became aware that being female was going to make this twice as funny. So there was not just his butt hanging out the back but the whole package - I mean just hanging out there!! At that I go from the humorless drummer just going along with the gag and more worried about personal and equipment safety, to laughing uproaressly. Of course, the more we react, the more he just goes and goes with his fishing tackle just hangin' out the back of the pink pants.
The bride and her brides maids and her friends are on the dance floor all in a group and the cameras are rolling, but from his position on the floor and angle to them, they can't see what we're seeing.
Tom and I are now just losing it and feeding off each other's laughing until we're both falling into tears. I'm looking to the side to get away then looking back because there's nowhere else to look but in front - then we start losing the beat (to Satisfaction no less - I mean we're professional players but both of us are losing it). On the floor beside my kit I have this silly reggae hat with fake dreds sewn in as a prop, so I try to throw it to him to cover up with. At this he figures the girl on the drums is paying attention, so he puts on the reggae hat, turns around and starts playing to me with his snake like Mick bending and gyrating. Only then does the Bride and her friends get a full view of what we're actually laughing about. . . the sudden falling of the face on the Bride and then her friends as they see-I mean:
The "look" on her face and the whole row of her friends plus the offended horror on the faces of the few remaining seated relatives;Priceless! All of it, caught on tape!!!
Yup, there's always that one embarassing guest.
But I don't need to see the video, I have the mental imprint of the reggae-dred hat, pink pants and the gaping view of his two big cahoonies and noodle just hangin' out there . . . ewwwwwww!!!
First Set; Drunken guests were having a blast reeling around on the dance floor with cutesy 6 year old flower girl. Parents decide to take cutesy girl home before she get's taken out in the frenzy.
Second set: Increasing drunken frenzy and with video cameras rolling, a shocked shriek from dance floor by the bride. 'The" wild party guy friend has ripped off his pants while we are playing a Rolling Stones cover. He has pink spandex tights with all kind of funky designs on them. He get's the laugh, and being that he's completely wasted, soaks up the attention.
We launch into our second Stones' cover "Satisfaction" so of course, the guy leaps on stage and although we rarely alow this, it's Tom's (our band leader's) friend's wedding, so he's going with things a lot more. So there's this guy staggering around the stage trying to do Mick and I'm just playing my drums and not even smiling because I'm just picturing him either careening into my drums and it looking more like the end of a Who concert. Already he'd done the microphone trick where he let out the chord and whipped it in circles so that the Mic only just missed my head - the audience even gasped at that. I could see him only just staying in the zone in front but ever so close to taking out Tom's set-up of guitar pedals and keyboard.
Now he was down on the floor in front of my drums winding and weaving like Mick when he does those snake moves but with funky pink spandex pants. I'm still just minding the equipment and not wanting to encourage him too much when Tom suddenly bursts out into peels of laughter "Look!!!" he shouts.
I'm like what? You think this is that funny? Yeah whatever, the drunk guy is shouting about the 'man on the radio.' But I looked and . . .
The guy's pants had split right out the back and he was obviously not wearing underwear. Now I'm a female drummer and I'm there because I'm the best player for our gig, but this was when I became aware that being female was going to make this twice as funny. So there was not just his butt hanging out the back but the whole package - I mean just hanging out there!! At that I go from the humorless drummer just going along with the gag and more worried about personal and equipment safety, to laughing uproaressly. Of course, the more we react, the more he just goes and goes with his fishing tackle just hangin' out the back of the pink pants.
The bride and her brides maids and her friends are on the dance floor all in a group and the cameras are rolling, but from his position on the floor and angle to them, they can't see what we're seeing.
Tom and I are now just losing it and feeding off each other's laughing until we're both falling into tears. I'm looking to the side to get away then looking back because there's nowhere else to look but in front - then we start losing the beat (to Satisfaction no less - I mean we're professional players but both of us are losing it). On the floor beside my kit I have this silly reggae hat with fake dreds sewn in as a prop, so I try to throw it to him to cover up with. At this he figures the girl on the drums is paying attention, so he puts on the reggae hat, turns around and starts playing to me with his snake like Mick bending and gyrating. Only then does the Bride and her friends get a full view of what we're actually laughing about. . . the sudden falling of the face on the Bride and then her friends as they see-I mean:
The "look" on her face and the whole row of her friends plus the offended horror on the faces of the few remaining seated relatives;Priceless! All of it, caught on tape!!!
Yup, there's always that one embarassing guest.
But I don't need to see the video, I have the mental imprint of the reggae-dred hat, pink pants and the gaping view of his two big cahoonies and noodle just hangin' out there . . . ewwwwwww!!!
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