My Wedding Gig Horror Story

Well, Monkey said a melange of both, so how about (or, aboot for you Canadians.. ;))

The Dangling Defecators

The Stained Spandix (intentional misspelling)

Poop Shop Boys


Okay, I'd better stop before this post leads to a (well deserved) thread closure!
:D
 
Sherry SK8 said:
the fishing tackle was all just hanging there in full view and the sheer size I'm telling you!!!:eek:

I wonder if that gave the bride second thoughts :confused:
 
A gig is simply not complete until somebody falls over the monitors. In the bands I play in, we have even fitted angle jacks on them so our gear does not get damaged!
 
I've not been sure whether to laugh or cry reading that - in the end, laughter prevailed :D

You POOR POOR thing Sheery :eek:
 
Man, my little brother sang at my wedding.
My fiance and I were not at all sure that it was a good idea because we laughingly remembered how horribly (and I mean horribly) he used to sing when our rooms were seperated by a single wall.

But, apparently in the four years after I moved out he learned a range.
It was probably the single happiest moment of my life and he nailed it.

He sang the Promise from Tracy Chapman.

He plays guitar a little too. ;)
 
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