My girlfriend can sing anything. She likes Dolly Parton. We watched "9 to 5" so she wanted to sing it. I start playing along, 1,5,...she starts cracking up. I say, "What?" She says, "You look so stupid."
I swear this is the reason I stopped using picks. At gigs, always dropping them. Oh well, back to fingers. I guess I'll have to dig in a little deeper to get that Chris Squire sound on my Jazz...
We did a gig at a fraternity house at Rutgers University New Brunswick NJ. We all ate mushrooms. People were dancing and screaming. We played all night.
Everyone kept telling us how great we were.
It's pretty weird playing on psychedelics.
My bass teacher told me. As I was typing this, I realized that doesn't happen as much as when I picked up the bass. The one-on-one, unless you skype lessons.
The point I might make, I was introduced to a guitarist WAY over my head and I was trying to read down Real Book songs, and learned tempo and swing and groove REAL FAST.
The next band he "recommended" me for was a pop disco cover band. Taught me what I WOULDN'T do on stage. Audition for a band. Audition for as many bands as you want.