Okay, I know this has nothing to do with surfing, but I can't vent on Lamebook because all the people I'm venting about will see it and cause no end of trouble. Also, I know it's not fair to Yoko that her name has become synonymous for a non-musician who interferes with their significant other's band, but what are ya gonna do?
So anyway, I have this little band that plays acoustic Irish music. We usually practice outside, which was kind of the point of the band, because I was sick of smelly clubs and rehearsal rooms, and also hauling equipment.
Usually, this is fine. But sometimes it's too cold, or too hot, or too windy to play outside. A couple of our members are homeowners, so you'd think we could just jam in their living room or something. It's not like it's loud.
The problem is, and I can't believe I'm saying this, the wives. They won't let us into their houses, not even to use the bathroom. Yesterday was the last straw, when I had to PEE IN THE YARD because the guitar player's girlfriend wouldn't let me in. We've had to play in the rain, in 100-degree heat, all kinds of bullshit, but that was really next level.
I was wondering if some of you domesticated types could explain this to me. It just seems wrong. I mean, no one's getting drunk and rowdy, and we all bathe. Except one of the banjo players, but nevermind.
I know there are women who marry surfers and then expect them to give up surfing, and of course there are plenty of women who marry musicians and then expect them to "grow up" and quit playing, but my question is . . . .WHAT THE FOOKING FOOK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?!?!
Thank you for listening.
So anyway, I have this little band that plays acoustic Irish music. We usually practice outside, which was kind of the point of the band, because I was sick of smelly clubs and rehearsal rooms, and also hauling equipment.
Usually, this is fine. But sometimes it's too cold, or too hot, or too windy to play outside. A couple of our members are homeowners, so you'd think we could just jam in their living room or something. It's not like it's loud.
The problem is, and I can't believe I'm saying this, the wives. They won't let us into their houses, not even to use the bathroom. Yesterday was the last straw, when I had to PEE IN THE YARD because the guitar player's girlfriend wouldn't let me in. We've had to play in the rain, in 100-degree heat, all kinds of bullshit, but that was really next level.
I was wondering if some of you domesticated types could explain this to me. It just seems wrong. I mean, no one's getting drunk and rowdy, and we all bathe. Except one of the banjo players, but nevermind.
I know there are women who marry surfers and then expect them to give up surfing, and of course there are plenty of women who marry musicians and then expect them to "grow up" and quit playing, but my question is . . . .WHAT THE FOOKING FOOK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?!?!
Thank you for listening.