On the road.

[SJ_Skyline]

C'mon folks, lets have your crazy tales from when you have been on tour:

I'm looking for cars in swimming pools, TVs out of 5th floor windows and roadies spending the night inside. [img]wink.gif[/img]

[Ian Rich Rags]

You looking to get people arrested here? Most of mine are getting towards unprintable. Im sure Lenni and Johnny would concur.

[Johnny B]

[QUOTE]Originally posted by SJ_Skyline:
roadies spending the night inside.


I managed to get inside most nights

[SJ_Skyline]

Who? Me? [img]graemlins/angel.gif[/img]

Arrested? For what though? Something that may or may not have happened 15 years ago? Habeas Corpus mate [img]wink.gif[/img]

[Ian Rich Rags]

Myself, Johnny amd Lenni. The venue , Huddersfield Bogiez. Now, the way you loaded into this veune was to drive up a multistoy car park affair behind the veune, load into a big gated service lift and decsend. The lift had loads of buttons including basements and sub basements. When we were loading out after the gig we decsended in the lift to collect more gear and genuinly pressed the wrong floor. Imagine our cackling when the door opened directly in the booze cellar (the floor below the actual veune)
Needless to say that everytime we re entered the lift to raise another consignment of amps and drum cases, we would have a problem remembering which floor it was. I think the first gig there we lifted a couple of cases of stella and a couple of Newcastle Brown. they re booked us some months later which suggested we had gone undetected. Second time there, about 6 or 7 and still got a re booking a few months after. Then we got too cocky. I shall never forget guitarist Jon Stewarts face when he rounded the back of the van with his guitar cases and couldn't get them in due to around 36 cases of Stella piled up in the back. The fucking axels were flexings under the weight. This time the club rang us up and told us not to come back, not surpisingly.

It has to be said that by the time RR folded, Johnny's on tour- tool box had ceased to contain all the usual on-tour gadgets like guitar tools and, tuners, and fuses, and looked like something from mission impossible. There wasn't anything we couldnt get into in regard to locked bars and cellars.

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[Dean Marshall]

Not wanting to get arrested .. No Comment !

M-6

[Ian Rich Rags]

Deano, you'll piss your pants at this man. We became quite obsessional about our ability to do this. It was a matter of rascal pride if you like.
There was a good gig is Stoke called the wheatsheaf and everytime we wentt here for about 2 years they were renovating some part of the buidling. We arrived one time to find they had demolished the front of the cellar and erected one of those plywood fronts you see when shops are being refiited. It wasnt long before we worked out that you could unbolt in from the brick work and lift it out just enough to squeeze in and snaffle a couple of cases before re attaching it.
We had some mates in Stoke from band called Bazooka Joe and they supported the rags about 3 times there. On the last occasion we let them in on the secret.
3 months later we rang up for a gig and were welcomed back on the provisio we didnt have BJ as support act. The owner, a big rugger bugger called jeff, had caught them red handed and beaten the shit out of them. he said. "I'd suspected someone was nicking booze everytime you lot played here but I realise it must have been Bazooka Joe all along."

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[Dean Marshall]

LMFAO

[SJ_Skyline]

I was going to tell the story of the Metal Jester gig that went all wrong on stage but it kinda pales into insignificance.... [img]wink.gif[/img]

At the Leviathan in Watford, circa 1989:

5 songs into their set and all is going well when during the 6th, Mutley the guitarist gets a splinter in his foot and starts hopping (Silly fool played with no shoes or socks on) Dave (Mutleys brother) the bass player decides to take a big step forwards and drop onto one knee playing a power chord and manages to sprain a muscle in the inside of his leg. Very very slowly, almost comic-book style, Dave falls backwards and demolishes the drum kit.

And that was the end of the show. [img]smile.gif[/img]


Laugh? We nearly shat! [img]biggrin.gif[/img]

[Ian Rich Rags]

Another ulimate Booze rustling escapade. Scunthorpe of all places. The venue had a main venue and bar , and a smaller side function room.
The bands used to get the fuction room as a dressing room. Needless to say there was bar all shuttered up. However, after a few minutes tapping and prodding we came to the conclusion the you could probabaly flick the yale lock open using a tour laminate like a credit card. Sure enough with five minutes we're in and heaving cases of budwiser into drum cases and into the van.
We turn up six months later and the yale lock had been re positioned further into the door making it impossible to access with a laminate. We'll it would have done if we hadnt predicted this might happen and took the precaution of having 6 inch long laminates for this tour.

The fucking venue must have been scratching their heads when they opened up the next day to find half the stock missing.

All good things must come to an end though. 3rd time they stationed a bouncer on the loading out doors to keep and eye on what was going out to the van.