{"id":103775,"date":"2013-02-23T00:03:31","date_gmt":"2013-02-23T05:03:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/103775\/thats-my-story\/"},"modified":"2013-02-23T00:03:31","modified_gmt":"2013-02-23T05:03:31","slug":"thats-my-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/103775\/thats-my-story\/","title":{"rendered":"that’s my story…"},"content":{"rendered":"

and I’m stickin’ to it…I left that gig I told ya about after about an hour because I wasn’t having fun…The owner wouldn’t allow me to sit at a 4-person table alone…I told her I was saving it for the Band (a trio) and she told me THAT was not allowed…She said she’d found me a seat at the bar…*I* said “Ok, if I don’t have a choice…” She glared at me…the drummer said he absolutely understood her reasoning…I did too but still—<\/font>F**K you Quincy’s, I won’t go back…<\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

so I went to Hershey’s, but by then I was not in the mood for live Music or any social activity…so I came home…allegedly AFTER I left Quincy’s, the guitar player was gonna invite me to sit in with the Band…what *I* wanted to do was sit in with HIM too, that’s why I brought my gear…I know now it woulda been a VERY tight squeeze…*I* think the lead singer\/bassist\/keyboard player is a bit of a diva…and she’s a bit too quirky for even me…or maybe I’ve had it with Humans (most of ’em)…The <\/font><\/font><\/font>ears are ringin’ a bit, I know it’s gonna be worse after Saturday’s gig…Jeff (who’s playing Bass tonight) called me with his conditions\/demands…He wants me to use HIS gear, and play Bass when he and the other guitarist are jamming…I didn’t spend $400 on an amp to NOT use it; it’s perfect for the room IMO and I intend to bring it AND use it…and finally (for now) a lot of the people I would like to see at the gig will be somewhere else…perhaps you can tell I’m not yet happy…hopefully I will be later…or eventually (like Sunday)…<\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font><\/font>
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and I’m stickin’ to it…I left that gig I told ya about after about an hour because I wasn’t having fun…The owner wouldn’t allow me to sit at a 4-person table alone…I told her I was saving it for the Band (a trio) and she told me THAT was not allowed…She said she’d found me […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10,8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-103775","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","category-music"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103775","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=103775"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103775\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=103775"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=103775"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=103775"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}