not so open mic!
on thursday eve, after competing rather poorly in a pool competiton, we discover that free beer was given out to anyone who went on stage for open mic. so after an attempt at house of the rising sun with a guy on guitar, we remembered how fine the taste of free beer really is. so of course we head toward the micraphone for a second 'set'. now we are talking away like real performers, you know, chatting with the audience, when someone informs us there are vodka shots on the bar for being in the pool comp. well hesitate we don't.
however when we come back we discover it was just a ploy and that they have turned the mic off!!
ha, like we need a microphone anyway. so onward we go singing bits of random patti smith etc, of course we don't actually know any full songs.
we then give up on singing and just break into air-guitar. and we are rolling around on the stage, jemma straddling the microphone stand, me making love to the cord. when some pompous australian tries to inform us the equitment is expensive. basically pissing on our parade!
well we didn't get any free beer, but we changed all the signs to say (not so) open mic! the fascists!
however when we come back we discover it was just a ploy and that they have turned the mic off!!
ha, like we need a microphone anyway. so onward we go singing bits of random patti smith etc, of course we don't actually know any full songs.
we then give up on singing and just break into air-guitar. and we are rolling around on the stage, jemma straddling the microphone stand, me making love to the cord. when some pompous australian tries to inform us the equitment is expensive. basically pissing on our parade!
well we didn't get any free beer, but we changed all the signs to say (not so) open mic! the fascists!