Rock star war stories

This has the makings for a good thread--I just don't have any great rock and roll war stories to add

I was playing a gig in the bywater for this jam band out of Austin. In the middle of the set (mid song), the power goes out. The drummer just kept on going and the keyboard player looked up, saw that there was an old piano in the corner of the bar, and sat down and played it instead, just in time to set up the sax player for his solo. The band didn't even miss a beat. A couple songs later, the power came back, but it was so cool to see them improvise like that and shrug off such a moment like it was nothing.

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Reading Keef's bio

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I mentally OD'd just reading the book. I wouldn't have lasted in his world for more than 3 or 4 days max.

I was friends with some of the Black Crowe's friends when I lived in atl years ago. Some of the studio work for Shake your Money Maker was done there and I partied with them a couple days/nights in a row. Chris Robinson had a guy whose job was to keep insense lit.

got backstage passes and after show party asses but prior to this show some buddy's of mine and I were hanging out in the tour buses, the one for the crew. Sunny (percussionist) came in and introduced himself to us or at least the ones that didn't know him at that time, then he proceeded to grab the 8 ball that was on the table dumped out a bunch of it and did what I call shoestring lines, two of them back to back 1 per nostril. said thanks enjoy the show and left. after the show, in the backstage area he saw us again and asked if we could hook him up. so we went into the tour bus again my buddy handed him his baggy he then proceeded to dump it all out and did the rest of it. At that point no one was about to tell him I had any and he left. it was kind of a dick move by him. But I did get to meet JB, Mikey, and Dave but I didn't spend much time talking to them as I didn't want to annoy them or be "that guy" . they were all cool and asked how'd you like the show and just some general conversation. Might be a lame rock war story but it is one of the few I have that I can share.


10/25/97 War Memorial Auditorium, Greensboro, NC
1: Proving Ground > Flat Foot Flewzy > Proving Ground, Who Do You Belong To?, Rebirtha > Ride Me High, I'm Not Alone, Fishwater
2: Tall Boy > Party At Your Mama's House > I Walk On Guilded Splinters, Airplane, Impossible > Drums > Let's Get The Show On The Road > Space Wrangler > Henry Parsons Died
E: Help Me Somebody

A band I was playing in opened for SOJA at the Varsity. I watched their trumpet player smoke a massive doobie while wearing an old DARE T-Shirt while everyone was chilling out backstage.

Damn

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I saw in interview where Joe said he went out for drinks at happy hour in LA and woke up 3 days later in France. He said he had no idea how he got there and what he had been doing for 3 days.

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Ha ha. The story I heard started with him making his assistant chop up some lines for him just sitting their in the seats on an international flight. At one point Joe turns back towards the assistant and says "[name deleted]? This guy in the seat next to me? He's frickin' dead." And started freaking out. So they got a crew member to check on it and sure enough the guy had croaked. They told Joe they'd make up for him having to ride the rest of the way next to a dead guy by comping all his drinks. This got him really excited and he no longer cared about the dead guy.

Of course it was first class. He already got free drinks.

Story just doesn't come off without hearing the guy's Joe Walsh impression.

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at his becon call

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