I was watching a cover band in a pub one late Friday night. The band were pumping out the usual hits to the drunks, who were really getting into it. There was a pretty decent vibe going down. The Doors’ ‘Hello, I love you’ brought forth mad yells for more Doors. The band seemed pretty impressed by all the intoxicated adulation they were getting.
An old bloke, maybe aged about 50, walked up to the band and started saying something to the singer before the band could launch into another tune.
“Hey everyone,” announced the singer in a moment of stupidity. “Mike here is going to sing ‘Roadhouse Blues’. How dya like another Doors song?”
The room went wild in response. The band jumped straight into it. Mike grabbed the mic.
I expected to hear an aural nightmare. It’s usually the way when people are allowed to sing with a band. But, in this case, Mike was doing pretty well. The drunk could sing better than the band’s front man. He was really belting it out, giving it his all. The audience were cheering him on, as was the real singer.
I guess Mike was pretty out of it and getting a bit excited by all the sudden attention. He leaned back and tilted his head towards the ceiling as he sang. Maybe he was trying to get more power out of his body. Maybe.
It was the last thing Mike did on stage that night. He lost his balance and stumbled backwards. It all happened in cruel slow-motion. He pulled the mic stand down onto him as he fell back into the drum kit. He writhed around on his back and you could hear his mumbled moans over the in-house PA. The band stopped playing to drag him off the stage. The crowd cheered as a stunned Mike was put back on his feet and lead to the bar.
Mike’s rise from obscurity to popularity to degradation took a matter of a couple of minutes. Let this be a lesson to you all 🙂
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I was thinking something similar myself – the guy who wrote the article for us was 20 something.