Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Open Mic in Indian Rocks Beach, FL

We spent most of yesterday with Hubby's cousin and his wife. Great couple, lots of fun. Plus, they brought the world's largest tub of fudge stripe ice cream, so the boys will be happy for the rest of the week.

Then we went to an Open Mic at a bar down the street. Hubby played bass and drums.

He was, as always, awesome.

The regular, standing drummer really kinda stank. But, hey, it was his drum set, so what can you do?

If you are Hubby, and hear the guy completely butchering song after song, there will come a point where you will take off the bass you've borrowed, and insist that its owner learn Little Wing right there, instead of letting you play it on her bass. You will then run around behind the drum kit, and tell the crap drummer that you ARE going to play that song, because you KNOW it. You will then take the sticks right out of his hands, and proceed to tear the place UP.

Then, you will feel a little sheepish, and offer to help the guy carry his equipment. But he's not going to let you.

2 comments:

Cynthia said...

Whoa....way to go Mike!!!!!

Christine said...

Yes, Cyndie, Mike was awesome. You really are going to have to come out and see him play, when he's in a band again...which I am hoping will be soon.