[quote name='paul h' timestamp='1425974556' post='2712813']
The inability to escape drunken, middle aged twats, dad dancing their way through the set, pausing only to man handle unwilling women onto the dance floor. The last time some grubby little prick grabbed Mrs H by the wrist and tried forcing her to dance, he nearly got a bass in the back of the head.
If that's who I'm playing for...I'd rather not play.
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That's another reason why I hated gigging - the mouth breathing bottom feeders who were inevitably a large part of the audience.
I used to look out into the audience & wish I had a gun rather than a bass.
I got an email out of the blue the other day from the drummer of my old band saying they are getting back together for a one-off gig that they've been asked to headline in September & that they want me to play.
There is not enough money in the universe to even make me consider it.