Tonight, nightmare. Jazzy acoustic duo gig. Me on guitar + singer. The singer asked a drummer she'd met at my New year's Eve party to join us for the night. I warned her but she said it'll be okay. I was right, prize silly billy. Never again. Told me on three occasions that he couldn't gel with my strumming pattern and I'd have to play differently. Then, says he'd like a drum solo in a particularly lively number. No problem, away you go. Singer turns, "On the drums, jean-francois" at which point he shouts, " you need to tell me earlier" gets up from the kit, comes over to me (yes, mid song) and points out that he'll need me to play a chord at the start of each 8.
You couldn't make it up. Not sure whether I should be laughing or crying about this.
Foot-note, I didn't use the term "silly-billy" when I wrote this.😂