Oct 242011
Any rock ‘n roll nightmares you want to share? A new record that makes you want to scream? The patented RTH All-Star Jam is the place where YOU set the scene.
Any rock ‘n roll nightmares you want to share? A new record that makes you want to scream? The patented RTH All-Star Jam is the place where YOU set the scene.
Well, there was that time in Nashville when the club’s check was no good and we had to pilfer someone’s garden to eat. The hotel was so seedy there were dead cats floating in the swimming pool. Our drummer got so coked up one night he didn’t even use his feet. The soundman stole the battery out of the band truck and hitch hiked home. Then on the way to the next gig in Auburn, AL the truck broke down and we had it towed 100 miles to the gig arriving at start time. That’s when we learned the Bass player had quit. So we played without a bass player or sound man. They asked us to stop early.
That’s some run of rock ‘n roll nightmares!
Going to see Clapton — almost there after a two hour drive — hey, man, where are the tickets? — back at the dorm, man, oh no. Drive back to school, get tickets, drive back down to St. Paul Civic Center. Two hour trip to show now six hours.
News Flash! Clapton show canceled. He’s in a St. Paul hosptial with “exhaustion.” Later find out it’s his first trip to Hazelden.
That sucks, but everything after “Going to see Clapton” was really just piling on.
i always dream that I have inhabited Tom Hamilton’s body right at the beginning of a sold out arena show. I decide not to tell anybody,and try to fake it, but soon the audience starts booing and Joe Perry starts looking at me funny because they can’t understand why I am playing so poorly.
I had a weird nightmare that Lou Reed made a full length album with Metallica and called it Lulu…wait…
TB
Massive Attack (plus column but losing steam fast) just released a single with Burial (glitchy, twitchy music of the moment that if I was epileptic would give me fits) and Hope Sandoval (annoying soporific dysthymic).
Man! You must have REALLY been playing poorly in that dream. 😉
This is an actual dream I had a few nights ago but only just remembered. The Stones are playing in town, and they ask me to play the drums for them. (No idea what’s wrong with Charlie.) I go out onstage to take my seat on the throne, and I see that there’s no pedal for the kick drum. I run back and tell Mick and Keith to hold on before heading out, even though the crowd is screaming in anticipation. When I consult with the roadies, they claim that they just did a show with the Eagles and Henley had brought his own pedal, so they thought that was standard practice. It’s Sunday night, and they can’t go buy one at a music store. So the Stones play an acoustic show that night without a drummer. The deli platters backstage are really nice, so no worries.
OMG! I’ve had a recurring dream where I fill in for a no-show Charlie Watts. Too weird.
Last night I had a dream that I was having cocktails with Tom Waits. I was not having a good time because I was so self conscious that I was going to be exposed as the fawning fan-boy that I am. Also, tickets for his show were going for a modest $19.
A couple of years ago, my wife, who is a huge Wilco fan, had a dream that she met Jeff Tweedy and asked him if he wanted to start a babysitting co-op with her.
Good lord! I just finished listening to the Kinks’ “Did You See His Name.”. I’d totally forgotten how amazing that song is.