I'm sure this has been done and sorry if it has. I was just curious about some of the shows/gigs people of the Fender Lounge have had.

To start off here are the best and worst memories.

Best- So it was talent show day at my high school. It was my first talent show and me and my friend were doing a drum and bass type thing to a song we do in jazz band called Stick Shift. When the curtains opened I locked up seeing the 300+ people in front of me. Looked at my friend and he said relax and started to laugh. He started us off and when the first note came out of the amp it was golden from then on. After I did my last fill to end the song the crowd went insane.

Baddest- So it was a guy at our schools bday. He asked my band to play some covers from his party and he did. So at his party right before we start to play, it starts to rain. So we moved the gear inside and continued. The first cover song went good. Our second cover song is the worst part of that day. The song was Hysteria by Muse, as I am starting the song I look down and see a tick crawling on my foot and bite me. I then started to flip out and we had to restart the song, it wasn't the best sense I was now scared with that image of the tick biting my foot.

In my younger years I played drums in several bands- One night, I had to play an entire show with a broken pinky finger on my right hand - I had it splinted and taped up very tight, but was still awful - I dont know how many times I hit my hand against my left arm while playing the hats - I eventually sit my hats over on the right side of my kit, I couldnt use the pedal, but made due because of the pain


Probably the most memorable thing, and funnest thing I have done, in my opinion out weighs other shows - When I was in high school, I played the National Anthem before a basketball game - Packet gym, Huge crowd, was really cool

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Hmm. I would think they both would have been in like the Mid. 70's but for some reason I just can't remember Some are just a fog.

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Would you mind sharing the story of how you broke your pinky?

Best - My first time playing in front of people. I was more excited and happy than scared and I practically bounced up on stage. It was with my band Blacklight. I was 13 and that was the first time I had ever played guitar with other people and it's what got me hooked. I played the best I could for someone who was self taught and had only been playing for six months, so technically it's not the best show I've ever done. But it was the best in every other way. The best song I ever did was only recently with the band I'm in now. I just got into it and I had the wah going on my solo and I just hit it so hard I hardly know what I did. I love it when that happens.

Worst - My band from church played at a center for the mentally disabled. It was a Christmas thing, so we were playing Christmas carols. Well, we arrived late and they told us we had about twenty minutes to set up. We were only about two thirds of the way done when the people arrived. We were having trouble with the PA and the mics kept feeding back. Every time there was a loud and painful noise, they all went "OOOOOOOO!" This kept going on for another twenty minutes or so and they got impatient. And let me tell you, the mentally disabled are very honest, and when they aren't happy, you know it. Some were talking, some were sleeping, some were starring, some were yelling and some were booing. Up until that point I had never been booed. And I hadn't even started playing yet!
We finally got our act together and played the show. Once we started, they stopped booing. But man! That was stressful.

The second to worst was another Christmas gig at a nursing home. We were playing folk songs and Christmas carols. After the gig an old lady came up and said "I used to play music when I was your age. And I have to tell you, you have to make it swing!". And she went on and on about it. I don't think she quite understood that it is very hard to make "Silent Night" swing.
I tell you what, I'm very much looking forward to the days when you can play Jimi Hendrix at full volume in a nursing home and get cheers. I bet a lot of you reading this don't. Probably in another twenty years or so?

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Best: When I rock out (Pretty much anytime)

Worst: About two months ago when I accidently changed keys. Yeah, a noobish mistake, but whatever.

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Best - The Beatles (1967)


Worst - Hall & Oates (2004)

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Best -- It's happened on a couple of occasions where, for whatever reason, the music just seems to elevate. It goes beyond thought, beyond skill, to some ineffable reality where I almost seem to leave my body. When the band is clicking and everything goes right, that's the best place on earth.

Worst -- One time I was supposed to finish a song with a giant, ringing open E chord after the acoustic player did this mellow outro. Unfortunately for me, I played G. I wasn't really paying attention, and everybody in the whole club stared at me for what felt like fifteen minutes.

Some good ones so far. Keep 'em coming.

My best and worst was the same gig. Back in the late 80s was in a pre-grunge but grunge sounding band called Student Driver. We were playing at St. Andrews in Detroit (awesome place in the 80s and 90s).

Best part actually playing in front of 500 people or so. Was a cool feeling. Now worst part. Was feeling the cool a little too much. Thought it would be a great idea to kick my left leg up on top of the floor mointor for the solo in the second song of the set. I got off about four notes when my right leg swiftly fell out from underneath me. Come to find out there was beer or some other liquid on the stage and my Chuck Ds slide right out from me. So I fell down hard and had a yard sale. You know when everything goes in a different direction. It hurt like hell and was quite embrassing. Gave the crowd a great laugh. Jumped back up and started into the solo again. Was truly the best and worst of times but funny as all heck.

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