Gig Anecdotes!

Gig Anecdotes!

Following from probably the most ridiculous, stupid thing happening at my gig last night, I thought it would be cool if we had a thread for gig stories as they’re always fun to read and can give you some good advice!

So I guess I’ll start it off:

Playing the local club last night with a band I am friends with. Bit of a mix of a crowd there between our mates and the local heads. The locals want non stop hip-hop while our mates like electro. From the very start I had a feeling something was going to kick off.

Half way through the night a scrap breaks out in the middle of the dancefloor, something about a spilt drink. Pretty regular occurrence down there so thought nothing of it. After a while all the locals come up and start abusing us because we won’t play hip-hop even though it’s half 1 and everyone else is up dancing. One of them says : ‘You better play 3 peat (by Lil’ Wayne) or I’ll come in there kick the shit out of you nd snap your decks in half’.

Eventually I decided we had better play the god damn track to avoid any trouble so about half 2 I start to wind things down. As soon as the track hits a HUGE fight breaks out again involving the same crowds as before. We’re talking rugby tackles across the floor, bouncers and bar staff flying in to take people to the ground. Crazy stuff. Then it turns out some the scumbags have gone off to get a weapon. A GUN.

Now this guy had been telling me about his gun at the start of the night but I didn’t buy it cos he was pissed. But no, he had bought it that day and brought it with him for ‘protection’. Granted it was only a gas gun, but lethal none-the-less. Him and his crew were waiting outside to shoot this guy who they fought inside the club and all because of a spilt drink. It was absolutely insane…:eek:

Eventually, as soon as someone said the word ‘gun’, the police tore it down to the club in two squad cars and thinned the crowd out. The scumbags came back again later on about 4 just as we were about to leave but luckily everybody else had gone home at that stage. Pretty lucky no-one got hurt!

wow… yeah I’ve seen shit like that go down. I got a hot headed DJ I work with.

Congrats on making it out in one piece.

yikes man… good thing nothing bad came of it. I imagine those thugs are barred from the club now?

Where are you from? I hate sad bored people that just want to go around and ruin everyone elses fun. Hopefully they did get banned from the club, as duerr said.

did you play any 2pac “hit’em up” ?? lol, that seems to be the track of choice in my city where stupid drunk dudes suddenly become ‘thugs’ and fights usually break out when that song is played.

it’s retarded

Crazyness, i spose the moral of the story is that if anyone mentions the word gun that you get security onto their ass asap before anything has the chance to start :\ Even if he was just lieing thats just the sort of attitude of a person you know who is going to cause problems.

I’m from Dublin, Ireland. I reckon after that incident they won’t ever be back again!:smiley:

WOW, I seen some major bar fights, when I goto Rockabilly clubs and the jacket gangs start going at it, but their weapon of choice are knifes. Gun are usually seen at house partys and hip hop (thug nasty, nasty thug) clubs.

I saw some kid get shot outside of one of my gigs once . Dude was really lucky the kid with the gun was a bad shot because the bullet just grazed his head . A fraction of an inch over and it would have been over .

wow thats horrible :\

Scared the shit out of me unfortunately it seems to be something that happens regularly in Philadelphia with after hours clubs . A few years back people even took shots at our one of our basketball teams players Alan Iverson . Anyhow that’s pretty much my biggest reason for being picky about what gigs I’ll take playing hip hop in this city anymore .

Yeah, I got lost in Philly once. I never thought I’d think downtown Newark looked nice.

hahahaha you must have been in North Philly or West Philly it can llok like a war zone around there

I guess North, cause I came from Jersey… oh boy it was scary

Yeah man I used to work at a recording studio in North Philly . I was lucky enough to be the one cool white kid around the hood who produced tracks for all the dealers . So I could pretty much go to any shady bar and not get fucked with . Now I wouldn’t even think twice about goin near those neighborhoods .

Ok that’s about ten times worse…

Let’s not turn this into murder stories shall we?

Did I ever tell you guys about my friend O.J. and his bloody gloves?

The new years before last, I was understandlby blazed to the eyeballs. I Was inside my favourite club in Indonesia… Had to take a moment to gather my thoughts… My stoamch still turns everytime I pass the place.

Im inside hasnging with 2 friends when My girl comes to me and she is going off @#$^^&$^ proper Javanese style.

At that time I was in no state for speaking English let alone conversing in Indonesian. I walk outside, Its 10am and the daylight hits me. I proceed to keep walking, girlfriend in tow…

All of a sudden ther is a local mafia standing in front off me with two fuck off samarai swords, Blood from head to toe… He had just litterally cut a guys head nearly clean off and disembowled another guy, I splatter of blood threw its self from the sword and sprayed my girl as he hacked another guy..

I try to calm him down as I slowly make my way down the stairs and away from him, now im out the front, there are guys lying dead others with stabb wounds.

Then out of my side a guy comes and stabs me in the Back. 13cm into my back.

Im to fucked up to realise the gravity of the situation, so I make my way back to the club. before entering My girl catches me, apparently urging me to go to the hospital, Apparently I wouldnt go, so she smaked me with her guess purse with two fuck of huge metal buckles… she split my head clean open in 2 places. (I now demand inspection of handbags before being bought, chances are it will be used as a weapon against my head)

By this time the police had started to show, One of them asks a friend whats going on with the girl goig to town on that guy, he replies that this happens everyweek with these two… my friend then pops me on the back of a bike and im wisked away to the local hospital.

In the end i was tranferred between 3 hospitals, operation here, operation there, cost me us$2500, but im still alive. Doctor said I was th elukiest guy in indonesia at that time, the wound some how missed everything and fell one muscle layer short of only three from penertrating my bowels…

never a dull moment in Indonesia.

Since that time they have had armed police with machine guns (one rack mounted) at the entrance. Can be a little startling for people who arnt familair with the place.

Your inside, its dark, the music is pumping. One massive wall of leds illuminiting the joint, and all of a sudden a guy walks past you with a machine gun.

LOLZ… almost pissing my pants here. :smiley: