Silly Moments.

[sammo303]

What are yours?

I was once playing eruption by Van Halen on stage infront of nearly everyone.

I was totally rocking out, and the solo was coming up when I totally dropped my plectrum on the stage, but it slipped through the crack between wooden planks.

I knew I wouldn't be able to play the solo section without the pick, so I devised a very quick plan quickly.

I grabbed the nearest thing to hand, which happened to be a blow up doll with Michael Schenker's face. I decided this would not be required and grabbed the other nearest object, my cordless drill with screwdriver fitment.

I fell to the ground whilst still furiously hammering on with my left hand, making sure the fall looked as rock as possible.

With my free hand I was able to unscrew the floor boards and carefully prise them free, before carefully stacking them at the side with the screws because I knew they would need to go back later and I didn't want the frustration of lost parts, like some kind of ikea kit.

So with the floor boards up, I stuck my hand in to try to find where my plectrum had gone. Luckily I had performed this song enough times that it was pure muscle memory, I didn't need to think about it which was lucky because I hadn't listened to the song in about 3 years and had forgotten how it goes.

So anyway, the point when I knew I had a problem was when I felt something wet and spongey with my hand. I feared the worst and as I brung my hand out of the floor my fears were confirmed. It was a wet sponge. I was holding a wet sponge whilst playing an electrical instrument on a stage surrounded by other electrical equipment. I mean the only reason I could see what it was in my hand was because it was lit up by a huge goddamn lighting rig!!!

I threw the sponge into the crowd and whilst I only caught saw it out of the corner of my eye, I'm sure David Bowie caught it whilst exclaiming, "My precious...."

Then, just as I thought "This must be longest version of Eruption ever!" I nearly tripped and fell into the hole in the floor. I was teetering on the edge, doing my best 'looks like a combination of constipation and diahorrea at the same time' face, preparing for the worst. Then just as I finally went past the point of no return, Gandhi popped his head out of the hole with a 'where's me feckin' sponge gone?' look all over his face. Great I thought, and just stepped forwards onto his head.

Gandhi knew he was in trouble. He had not spent his days training to support heavy objects on his head and in this one moment, he realised quite how useful it would have been. He thought to himself, "That is a really long version of Eruption". He then thought to himself, "I need to do something about this, I need to attack this person on my head".

Gandhi felt around for anything he could use to help his situation. Now, the following is hard to believe, it happened to me and even I have trouble accepting it - it is without doubt the most bizarre moment of my life.

I was still blagging my way through Eruption, and my balance problems were mostly sorted. I knew that sooner or later I was gonna topple off Gandhi, but I thought, 'Live for the moment'. Just then, I started feeling a sharp pain in my leg. I looked down and to my horror, there was Gandhi stabbing my leg with my plectrum! It was a Jazz III pick so the point was sharp and I had to do something about it.

It seemed like things went into bullet time; Gandhi's hand came up towards my leg, I was already airborne. I flipped up, landing upside down, my head on Gandhi's. "Hmmm" I thought, "This way round feels much more unstable, his head is too shiny". As Gandhi's hand came up with the plectrum, I grabbed it in my teeth.

After this it was a simple matter of righting myself and regaining my composure. I had got my pick back just in time, and blitzed the solo, forcing Gandhi back into his holding space whilst turning the temperature of the moon up slightly.


I'll never forget that night, absolute madness! Lucky for me it turned out okay, it could've gone either way.

Has anyway else had a close call?

[Styli]

You should have brought more than one pick!











(oh, and ease off the drugs m'kay! )

[TheNumberOfTheBeast]

buy some double sided tape put it along the side of your guitar and stick spair picks to it, and don't drink and play

[Auron]

I once bumped into a 6 foot Antelope next to a burning tree.
I was save by a woman made entirly out of gooseberry-chocolate twirls, but then she tried to rape me so I threw her into a black hole.

[manicguitarist2]

I fell off the front of stage cos I couldn't see due to the smoke machine being jammed on....

Or...the singist hit me in the head with her radio mike splitting my head open. (needed 2 stitches) Lots of blood. I didn't miss a note...and the audience thought it was part of the act!