We've all been there, playing well, just finished a song and bam!!!!!!!!!
I'll use my mate's example cos it's a belter.
Anyway, we used to go to a rock club in Glasgow every fri and sat night, and there was this guy in a wheelchair, and every week he and his mates would get trollied like everyone else and they'd end up spinning him about on the dancefloor etc.
he absolutely loved it, and it was cool to see someone so totally into music.
So my mate writes a song called Rescue Me based on what he saw.
The band gets signed and they record their debut album, and they get a gig supporting a big band at the Cathouse in Glasgow. This was their chance to shine in front of the media and a packed house.
So, they finish a song and then the singer comes out with it.................
"This next song is about being fucked up in a wheelchair"
Not only did the crowd die, the band just stood there in terror for a second, and who was at the side of the venue?
yup, the guy in the wheelchair.
ha ha ha ha ha ha
I'm sure I'm gonna be guilty of it so let's here your horror stories lol
Scott