I am seriously thinking about getting a real job

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Frank Zappa cover band. Fame and glory can be all yours Muddy. You have my number.
 
Who wants fame and glory when you can have stacks of cash and a safe full of sweet, sticky weed?
 
We want the pussy that comes with fame and glory.

Do you like pussy RogueScholar?

That's what I thought.
 
Actually that's a useful way to put it, Matt. I have this conversation with my brother often, who lives hand to mouth with a part-time job so he can devote the majority of his time and energy into playing in a local band. I tell him that it's silly to work so hard for so little return (it's a four-piece, so they typically make $90 each per gig, and play once a week), but he tells me that being able to walk into a bar or a coffee shop and have people say "Whoa, you're in the band!" is worth more to him than a nice house, car or refrigerator full of food.

Personally I think it's patently stupid, but then I don't have to impress men to get them to sleep with me, generally I just have to express an interest. I'm pretty sure it's situations like this that lead to the superiority complex which is so readily displayed when my gay friends and I discuss you breeders. You guys seem content to waste the vast majority of your vitality just to get laid, when sex is free and plentiful all throughout the world. If you can explain that to me I'll be forever grateful.
 
Personally I think it's patently stupid, but then I don't have to impress men to get them to sleep with me, generally I just have to express an interest. I'm pretty sure it's situations like this that lead to the superiority complex which is so readily displayed when my gay friends and I discuss you breeders. You guys seem content to waste the vast majority of your vitality just to get laid, when sex is free and plentiful all throughout the world.

Gay men have a huge edge with respect to readily available sex-partners.

For this reason I wish god had made me gay instead of straight.

Scholar if I were gay I'd live in the bath houses of Toronto, pal.

PS: Thanks for the email.
 
Actually that's a useful way to put it, Matt. I have this conversation with my brother often, who lives hand to mouth with a part-time job so he can devote the majority of his time and energy into playing in a local band. I tell him that it's silly to work so hard for so little return (it's a four-piece, so they typically make $90 each per gig, and play once a week), but he tells me that being able to walk into a bar or a coffee shop and have people say "Whoa, you're in the band!" is worth more to him than a nice house, car or refrigerator full of food.

Yap, that's what keeps most people going. I don't have that much experience playing in an actual band, having done maybe 20 shows total, but... it doesn't matter how filthy of a dump you're playing in or how crappy the music you're playing is, being on stage gives you that rock star aura to a certain segment of the population.

I was always paid with a fixed amount of beer, sometimes with a twenty dollar bill.

Rock n' fokken roll.
 
Don't take this the wrong way, but you're saying that the caliber of the people appreciating you has no major effect on how good the appreciation feels? Most of the fans he has are even poorer and more delusional than he is, and yet their praise and respect is actually worth something?

I did the cover band thing myself in Portland and for me it was never about the applause or the fans, it was about the joy of being considered a peer by the amazing musicians I shared the stage with. The best, most enjoyable sessions I ever had were in the studio laying track, because there were no mouth-breathers in between me and the restroom telling me how good we sounded. I guess that's what makes me anti-social, eh?
 
Cougar Bait posts at SBR in the same way that hobbyist musicians play gigs in seedy dive bars.

I don't know if you catch my drift here.

Personally, I was way too nervous playing in front of a crowd to enjoy any of it. But I hear what you're saying.

Lots of people like to get attention for attention's sake.
 
Muddy,

Porn star? You had the mustache.
 
Don't take this the wrong way, but you're saying that the caliber of the people appreciating you has no major effect on how good the appreciation feels? Most of the fans he has are even poorer and more delusional than he is, and yet their praise and respect is actually worth something?

I did the cover band thing myself in Portland and for me it was never about the applause or the fans, it was about the joy of being considered a peer by the amazing musicians I shared the stage with. The best, most enjoyable sessions I ever had were in the studio laying track, because there were no mouth-breathers in between me and the restroom telling me how good we sounded. I guess that's what makes me anti-social, eh?

Boy George, Wham, Menudo ,maybe Queen?
Any video?
 
Elton John, actually, and no video that I'm aware of. This was back in the early part of the last decade, before everybody had a camera in their phone.
 
this has been one of the funniest threads I have read all year
 
Cougar Bait posts at SBR in the same way that hobbyist musicians play gigs in seedy dive bars.

I don't know if you catch my drift here.

I don't know if I catch your drift here, but explain.
 
No!
 
I catch his drift

Matty has a nice drift
 
You know what would help? If the US dollar wouldn't keep freefalling. The value of my bankroll keeps sinking like a stone without me even losing a bet.

At least let me lose a bet to lose money.