My First Music Gig
When I was 14 years old, I was in a band (I had a used guitar) as we all like to think we were, even if we couldn’t really play anything. Practicing once a week, my friends and I made a lot of ugly noises instead of good sounding music!! We were overjoyed at the idea of being rock stars.”
We never really thought about gigs or anything serious, we just plodded along rehearsing in my mates lounge with our 10 watt amps when his parents were at work and we were skipping school. We had no idea how bad we were and I thought I could play anything, anytime, anywhere. None of us knew about scales or keys or being in tune!! I just played anything!!!
Eventually, we found our way to the year 10 leaver’s dinner/social at the local memorial hall. The enterainment was always live back then. DJs didn’t really exist (yes, it was that long ago!) and so bands were hired. By some miracle, we got to be that band.
The band that was performing was rather lame, performing songs not really suited for a bunch of hormonally challenged 14 – 15 year old youths. In fact, they reminded me of the scene in the “American pie” movie where the band is doing an awful version of ‘don’t you forget about me’ and all the kids are bored.
A few of friends at school knew my friends and I had ‘a bit of a band going” and suggested we get up and play. All of a sudden our self assurance disappeared and we got all shy. We said we weren't ready. We just play for fun. Fright entered all of us and none of us wanted to go.
However, next thing we know, the “tough boys” who played football and were athletic heroes came over and told us we should play. The band didn't want to play but they guys were insistant. We pushed back. Then they say “get on stage or we are gonna punched ya heads in.” It appeared we didn’t have a choice.
So with the prospect of our heads being smashed heads and loss of any degree of cool we ever thought we had, we trundled toward the stage. It never feels right playing someone else's instruments!!! But we got up there any way, ready to be booed off the stage and into the dark recesses of the hall. The place went wild when we played and everyone was having a good time. We kept playing because it turned out it wasn't so bad afterall. No one, especially us, seemed to really mind at all. Everybody loved it. We kept going and going. The tough boys applauded and the girls smiled. My guitar solos still not in any scale or key but hey, there we were a real band on a real stage!! We were suddenly too cool for school and the “it” thing at school.
What we thought would be hell turned into an amazing experience. It was the start of a long musical career that still continues to this day.
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