Can you play this song for me, cause I can sing it...

Last night's gig during a break.... Drunk guy asks "You guys know how to play House of the Rising Sun?"

Uh.. yes.

"Can you do it tonight cause I can sing it".


What is this, Karaoke night? :confused: No sir, I really do not want your drunk ass on our stage slobbering into our microphones singing House of the Rising Sun... oh and thanks for coming out tonight.


Guy waited until the end of the night, thinking he was going to get to sing a few songs with us. I love all the "I used to be in a band" stories we get. But no, we don't need any help on stage, unless you're a good looking lady then we'll occasionally make an exception.

Yep, the side effects of karaoke. We get those too once in a while.
This guy walks up to the band one night and proceeds to tell us "Man, that steel guitar guy is great ! Everybody can play a guitar, but steel, wow !" :shock: Already I wanted to punch him out... :roll: Then he says "Can you guys play "Get Off On The Pain" by Gary Allan ?" I said "No, we don't do that song". He says "Oh, c'mon, it's an easy song, just a few chords ! I'll sing it !" So I had to repeatedly tell him "we don't know it". Then after a while he comes back and says "Ok, guys, I'm about to leave, so..." Meaning we needed to let him sing, like right this second, because, if not we would miss out on his unbelievable talent... Like he was doing us a favor.. Where do people get the ego ??? :confused:

"I'm sorry...we're getting paid to do a job here and we're getting paid to do it in a certain way and to uphold a certain standard. We just don't feel comfortable with people we don't know sitting in."
Now...there may be a couple words and concepts in there that this kind of guy wouldn't understand, but it's a start.
OTOH...I was recently RESPECTFULLY asked for a sit in.
It helped that she was a smokin' hot Black girl who was dressed to the 9's who wanted to do Stormy Monday. She ROCKED it!

We are a country band. Last gig drunk guy insisted we play alice in chains so he could sing. "come on, you know it, its easy." Then little old lady asks if we can play any "hip hop". lastly, during a little jam we had going, another drunk guy jumps on stage, steals the bass players mic and begins to skat or some crap. SECURITY! What ties all these fools together is the fact that they all ask while we are trying to play!

There's a story floating around Santa Fe about a hot local band at a well known watering hole.

The band is going through their last set...guy comes up and tells them how good they are and that he'd like to sit in. Band, of course, says no. Guy persists...band says no. Guy goes back to his table.

As they were packing up somebody said that it was cool they wouldn't let Lou Reed play with them.

There's a story floating around Santa Fe about a hot local band at a well known watering hole.

The band is going through their last set...guy comes up and tells them how good they are and that he'd like to sit in. Band, of course, says no. Guy persists...band says no. Guy goes back to his table.

As they were packing up somebody said that it was cool they wouldn't let Lou Reed play with them.

Not everyone knows what Lou Reed looks like, generally when a PRO is in the house someone else approaches the band..I wouldn't recognize Lou Reed either...

Did Lou Reed really persist ? I have never heard of a pro doing that...

Not everyone knows what Lou Reed looks like, generally when a PRO is in the house someone else approaches the band..I wouldn't recognize Lou Reed either...

Did Lou Reed really persist ? I have never heard of a pro doing that...

Yeah, that does not sound like Lou Reed behavior to me... Could be wrong...

At a club a friend played a few years ago, a young woman kept begging them to let her sing Crossroads. It was on the set list anyway, so finally the relented...

...She totally rocked it! Blew everybody away! She had all the moves of a pro, too.

The band never did find out who she was...to this day, they still talk about "hot drunk chick".

Yeah, that does not sound like Lou Reed behavior to me... Could be wrong...

I had heard the story but felt it had a bit more credibility after seeing this articl (http://www.nmmagazine.com/music_healen_march12.php)e.

I've told this story before, but here goes again. Several years ago my buddy Red and I were hired to do a private party in Dixon, Missouri. We showed up, set up our stuff for our 2 piece show, and "mingled" a little. There was a guy there that was a little "off" that would come up to everyone and say "Hi, I'm Ronnie" and then would sit and look at the floor. Every small town has someone like this. His age was hard to determine, coulda been 25, coulda been 45, overweight and totally bald.

We started our show and had the joint jumpin'. Sometime in the second set Ronnie comes up and wants to sing. Red and I thought, yeah why not? Oughta be good for a laugh, right. We were getting paid a rediculous amount and had been paid in advance so we told him "Sure, what you gonna sing, champ??" He told us he wanted to do a few songs by Elvis. Red and I rolled our eyes at each other and braced for the worst. Ronnie said "Love me Tender in D".

All I can say is Elvis was alive that night in Dixon, Missouri. The boy/man proceeded to do Burning Love, Suspicious Minds, Hound Dog, and a few others ALL by Elvis.

This boy/man looked nothing like Elvis at all, but when he would sing, he had all the moves and mannerisms perfectly and the voice WAS ELVIS. And he never missed a lick and knew exactly when the lead rides came in.

When he was done, he did the "Thank ya, Thank ya very much" thing perfectly. He sat down in the corner and stared at the floor the rest of the night.

Red and I both had tears in our eyes. I can't remember ever being so profoundly moved by a "special" person like that. it was 4:00 am when I got home from that gig and I couldn't stand it, I woke up the wife to tell her about Ronnie.

I was SO ashamed (still am) of my arrogance/reaction when he first wanted to sing.

I'll say it again, Elvis was "alive" that night.

lou reed is/was a junkie. I'm not sure that begging to jam would be beneath him...

We had a guy beg to play with us during the holidays... and while he wasn't a great singer, he was a really good entertainer and kind of a local hero in his little central california town... anyway, he knew how to get down and he was awesome and his little tune really got the crowd going... he was hammered and he did face plant when he left the very tall very scary stage, but he also helped us get 3 more gigs at the place...

I don't necessarily say no... if the guy has 'something' what the hell? how badly can Jambalaya go?

but, I am a beer salesman not really an artist....

I've told this story before, but here goes again. Several years ago my buddy Red and I were hired to do a private party in Dixon, Missouri. We showed up, set up our stuff for our 2 piece show, and "mingled" a little. There was a guy there that was a little "off" that would come up to everyone and say "Hi, I'm Ronnie" and then would sit and look at the floor. Every small town has someone like this. His age was hard to determine, coulda been 25, coulda been 45, overweight and totally bald.

We started our show and had the joint jumpin'. Sometime in the second set Ronnie comes up and wants to sing. Red and I thought, yeah why not? Oughta be good for a laugh, right. We were getting paid a rediculous amount and had been paid in advance so we told him "Sure, what you gonna sing, champ??" He told us he wanted to do a few songs by Elvis. Red and I rolled our eyes at each other and braced for the worst. Ronnie said "Love me Tender in D".

All I can say is Elvis was alive that night in Dixon, Missouri. The boy/man proceeded to do Burning Love, Suspicious Minds, Hound Dog, and a few others ALL by Elvis.

This boy/man looked nothing like Elvis at all, but when he would sing, he had all the moves and mannerisms perfectly and the voice WAS ELVIS. And he never missed a lick and knew exactly when the lead rides came in.

When he was done, he did the "Thank ya, Thank ya very much" thing perfectly. He sat down in the corner and stared at the floor the rest of the night.

Red and I both had tears in our eyes. I can't remember ever being so profoundly moved by a "special" person like that. it was 4:00 am when I got home from that gig and I couldn't stand it, I woke up the wife to tell her about Ronnie.

I was SO ashamed (still am) of my arrogance/reaction when he first wanted to sing.

I'll say it again, Elvis was "alive" that night.


Great story! Thats what makes music such a cool thing. It could go great, it could go horribly wrong. Never know till you try it.

The situation would vary greatly though. If you're the headline, people aren't looking for karaoke night, they are there to see you. If you're live background music, and the party is there to be fun for everyone, then sure, setup a mic and ELVIS IS IN THE HOUSE!!

But then look at U2 and Bono with the blind guitar player. Nobody bought a ticket to see a blind guitar player so no one is expecting much when he gets up on stage but then something special happens.

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Just have to "play it by ear", as they say..

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Yesterday I played in a trio doing traditional Irish music for the start of St. Paddy's week (it is always a week long celebration here). We did two gigs during the day. At the first one we played in a tent while the parade was going on 75 feet away, and had a group of little step dancer girls and their stage moms come and inform us that the bar owner told them they could dance on the stage. We accommodated them by rearranging the stage to let them have the front of it after we had set everything up and did our mic tests. They danced while we played. We know better than to argue with stage moms on the parade day. Some of these girls had their several hundred dollar dance costumes on. We also gave way midway through our first set to let the Fire Department bagpipers come in and take over for about 5 tunes. Then on to our second gig across the street and down the block we had a girl come up to us shortly after we started playing and told us she could sing anything and she also played the tambourine! Swell. Two minutes later a waitress brought her a drink while she was still standing in front of us waiting for a table. The waitress barely had time to turn around and take two steps before the girl dropped her drink on the floor. No, this girl was not getting on the mic even if she had the voice of an angel.

Unless I know the person, I will not allow them to get on the microphone. I have had a few horrible experiences in the past including damaged equipment and fights that make me avoid letting it ever get started.

Unless I know the person, I will not allow them to get on the microphone.

Same here.

We've had this happen a bunch over the years especially since the afterbirth that is karaoke. What I've found that works best for us in these situations is I tell these people that we are hired by the club to perform and to talk to the club owner and have him tell us it is okay for you to sit in or sing and that we are not to allow sit in performers unless he/she personally gives us the okay.

We rehearse/jam every Tuesday night in our drummer's shop. Anyone asks to set in at a gig is told not until they come rehearse with us next Tues. They typically don't show up but occasionally someone will. If they do show up it usually means they are serious and there have some that were pretty good.

lou reed is/was a junkie. I'm not sure that begging to jam would be beneath him...

We had a guy beg to play with us during the holidays... and while he wasn't a great singer, he was a really good entertainer and kind of a local hero in his little central california town... anyway, he knew how to get down and he was awesome and his little tune really got the crowd going... he was hammered and he did face plant when he left the very tall very scary stage, but he also helped us get 3 more gigs at the place...

I don't necessarily say no... if the guy has 'something' what the hell? how badly can Jambalaya go?

but, I am a beer salesman not really an artist....

Great! We are playing in a little coffee shop in Morgan Hill this Friday...hopefully, this guy won't show up!

The band entertains, the customers drink, dance, party and generally have a good time. They can sing at their tables all night long, play air guitar, or bang out the beat on the bar if the bartender doesn't 86 them for it but the customers don't sit in with the band.

If there's a musician in the crowd we're familiar with we may ask him to sit in. I've gone out for nights on the town and been asked to sit in with other bands with whom I'm friends and know my skills but I don't ask and I don't appreciate being asked by someone I do not know. I've only invited another player up to play for me on two occasions and in each case the guy was a pro, one the bassist from Oingo Boingo and the other the bassist from the Loggins and Messina Band.

IMHO unless it's an open jam creating a revolving door of players and/or singers on stage with you is unprofessional.

I don't know if you have them stateside,but we were playing a 'Young Farmers' annual kneesup last Saturday and by all that's holy they know how to party.:mrgreen:

Towards the end of the night a merry young lady was pushed to the front and we were asked if she could sing a song.Normally this meets a polite refusal,but she was known to our singer,so she got her shot.

:shock:What. A. Voice. All she ever wanted to be was a school teacher and that's what she does,no interest at all in chasing the dream of stardom. I know of teachers who'd love to be singers,but I never ever met a singer who dreamed of teaching. I was blown away by her single-mindedness as much as her voice,there's a girl who knows exactly what makes her happy.

Wow, good to know most of you don't let people sit in. Glad I live where I do. I usually get asked instead of doing the asking.

That said I wouldn't want Lou Reed with my band either.

Those of you that do let people, good for you. It's supposed to be fun.

We only let a guy sing with us one time, but coincidentally, it was a Lou Reed song that he sang. It started as the typical "drunk guy wants to sing" encounter, and said something about Lou Reed. I was in the process of sending him on his way when out bass player, ever helpful, started playing "Walk on the Wild Side". At that point, there was no escaping it. Drunk guy sang his bit, me & the girls singer provided the "doot-do-doo" vocals, and they cued me for an impromptu guitar solo at the end. Miraculously, it all worked.

Years ago, when our first singer, Barb, quit the band to get married & have a baby, the drummer and I attended the wedding. At some point, whoever was MC'ing the reception got wind of the fact that the bride was a singer, and talked her into coming up to do a number with the band. After a brief consultation, they settled on "Heatwave" and Barb proceeded to tear the joint down, while the band's girl singer sat at the side, shooting flaming needles out her eyes.

Depends on the situation but often we'll let someone join in if they are not too drunk, especially if it's someone the venue knows or who seems a regular. If they suck it makes us look good. If they are good then everyone has a good time and if everyone has a good time we'll probably get asked back. I then clean the mic with TCP when I get home.

Suzie Quatro's daughter once got up and sang with a blues band I was in. She was great. Our regular singer was not happy though as Ms Qautro was definitely a better singer!

an impromptu guitar solo at the end.

Is this something unusual? Sounds like every song I play.

ZMB7t_OabjVthis is what happens when the owner of the bar asks if he can sing a song.... you can't say no, cause he's the one paying you. he keeps looking over at me because he doesn't know the words.. not to mention he can't sing, but oh well, it's all fun

<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMB7t_OabjV">YouTube Link</a>this is what happens when the owner of the bar asks if he can sing a song.... you can't say no, cause he's the one paying you. he keeps looking over at me because he doesn't know the words.. not to mention he can't sing, but oh well, it's all fun

That video wasn't too bad! I've played a place where the owner has his own wireless mike, and starts singing along to every song towards the end, and even during the solos. Very confusing the first time, trying to figure out where the out of key & time singing was coming from...

my standard responses:
come back next set, we'll squeeze you in.
you want to sing that song? what's the first line? (they typically can't remember)
ask the bass player
ask the manager
and my favorite, union rules, we can't allow a non union musician onstage. that's money, I urge you to use it.

I love that "blind guy" clip with U2.... I've seen it a few times before... it worked out great... Bono had Blind Faith in the guy, you might say....

and he gives the guy the guitar.. way cool.... now that's connecting with your audience...

my standard responses:
come back next set, we'll squeeze you in.
you want to sing that song? what's the first line? (they typically can't remember)
ask the bass player
ask the manager
and my favorite, union rules, we can't allow a non union musician onstage. that's money, I urge you to use it.

That's the best one I've heard! union rules, I'm using that next time! :lol:

First rule of running a stage - NEVER give up the microphone. Once in the hands of a wannabe performer, you have lost control of your stage. Too easy to give 'em the mic, much harder to get it back.

Second rule of running a stage - NEVER allow anyone but a band member to be on stage during a set.

Exceptions, of course. You know the guy/gal. He/She's a local musician, etc. But even then, be careful.

My response to requests to sing/etc: First time, "No." If that doesn't work, then I say: "Sorry, but this isn't open mic night." Finally, if all else fails, I say "Hey man, I'm workin' here. This is my livelihood. Do I bother you when you're working?"

999/1000 times one of these answers gets rid of the problem.

For the 1/1000 problem, I smack 'em in the head with my Tele :lol:.

What about when you're watching a band, and a non-musician friend suggests you should sit in. I had this a couple of years ago when I was visiting San Fran, in a bar where a fine blues band were playing. I was just happy to sit and listen but my friend was insistent that I should play. I told her it wasnt my gig, and I wouldnt like it if it was my band. It would mean the guitar player sitting out and handing me his instrument etc. Embarrassingly she seeks out the bass player during a break, and he tells her flat - NO!. So she starts cussing him out, saying 'My friend is all the way from London and its just one little song!' I was mortified. Needless to say the band (quite rightly) managed perfectly well without me for the rest of the set, and all my friend could do was moan that these guys were just so 'not cool'. When in fact they seemed a decent bunch of fellas.

This stuff was happening long before anyone ever heard of karaoke and American Idol.
I always use the old "our contract won't allow it" excuse.

I wish I had the patience of police officers dealing with drunks. Watch "Cops," they make it look so easy. Firm, but respectful, and ready to handle trifling behavior when needed. I'm not even surprised by the things drunk people think they have the right to do or say anymore. However, if somebody isn't drunk, and is asking to sing a song - oh my goodness!

This stuff was happening long before anyone ever heard of karaoke and American Idol.
I always use the old "our contract won't allow it" excuse.

my standard responses:
come back next set, we'll squeeze you in.
you want to sing that song? what's the first line? (they typically can't remember)
ask the bass player
ask the manager
and my favorite, union rules, we can't allow a non union musician onstage. that's money, I urge you to use it.

Funny that - our "insurance" doesn't cover us for sit-ins (including our "public liability insurance")...

As far as Lou Reed goes - would he let any of them just wander up & sit in with him while he's on-stage??

As far as Lou Reed goes - would he let any of them just wander up & sit in with him while he's on-stage??

Do you really think anybody would want to? That's the great think about sucking.

So she starts cussing him out, saying 'My friend is all the way from London and its just one little song and he's JEFF BECK!'

That might've got their attention.

But I'm with you, never push myself into someone else's house.

Tell em to find an open mic

its disrespectful your interupting the performance and one should only go on stage when invited even if one thinks they deserve a grammy award

then if you refuse and don't do your best unter the conditions

thats kinda disrespectful too

Taze em', bro!:lol:

I've never allowed someone on stage that could not be vouched for as being a real musician at my gigs. I've allowed quite a few to sit in, but only if someone I trusted knew who they were, etc. They've always come out well.

As for some drunk in the audience, forget it. My favorite lines were that my insurance wouldn't allow it, or that my contract would not allow it. That usually shut them up.

Do you really think anybody would want to? That's the great think about sucking.

Did you catch this great event on US tv? :lol:

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Almost as bad is when I go out to see a band and one of the guys knows me and WANTS me to sit in... I'll be blunt, I don't want to. When I go to see a band, I want to be entertained and watch and enjoy and dig it... I have zero interest in working or sweating unfamiliar gear or having some wacky random solo space... then return to your chair where folks will want to comment on the performance etc... ugh...

When I insist I don't want to play, it is strange the reaction I have gotten... so... maybe it can be both sides...

When we lived in Colorado, we had 'famous' people get up fairly regularly and it was no big deal at all... I don't know why, but it wasn't... I think we didn't care about it and weren't 'joe professional' we were just playing and singing and if we could fit it in, we did....

I like all the 'rules of the stage' stuff.... I'm sure it works, we've never had many problems and we just kind of go on gut feelings about people rather than have a rule....

It's so all over the map for me.

1) I would absolutely, anyday, anytime, anywhere let Lou Reed 'sit in' (early 70's LR or current LR) with any gig I was leading. Whatever negative happened at the time could only turn into a positive in the re-telling.

2) I do a very casual early gig at a coffee bar/restaurant a couple times a month and we always let guys play. No one really sings because there's no PA (inst band). My point being it's pretty loose and if a friend of one of the players comes down (and they play) we absolutely have them do at least two songs. Sometimes for whatever reason they decline(?) - that's cool too.

*As for me sitting in ... when asked (I've only ever asked to once and that's a long story) I generally do it no matter what the gear situation. I find that guys get offended when I say no ... ?

*As for me sitting in ... when asked (I've only ever asked to once and that's a long story) I generally do it no matter what the gear situation.

Same here, because basically I'd rather be playing than not playing.

At my gigs, it's entirely situational ... you can generally get a sense of whether they're legit by exchanging a few sentences ("do you know the bridge?" or whatever). Especially in bars, people like it if their local heroes get a shot. If they're an obvious dunce, any of the excuses in previous posts will work, including "No!"

One time at an outdoor festival with a huge crowd, a guy with a small jug of moonshine offered me a chug and asked if he could play a couple on sax ... returning his hospitality, I said sure, because folks tend to dig sax even if played primitively. ... The guy blew the place away, and I asked him his name — Jerry Eubanks, a charter member of the Marshall Tucker Band.

One time at an outdoor festival with a huge crowd, a guy with a small jug of moonshine offered me a chug and asked if he could play a couple on sax ... returning his hospitality, I said sure, because folks tend to dig sax even if played primitively. ... The guy blew the place away, and I asked him his name — Jerry Eubanks, a charter member of the Marshall Tucker Band.

Yeah, and this ^^^

*Many years ago at a Casino in Reno Nv. a guy comes up to the the 3 singers in a 50/60's band in the lounge. We're doing the 9:00 to 1:00 shift. I'm fairly young at this time, not so versed in R&R history and the guy who wants to sit in is dressed a little flamboyantly, wearing sunglasses and a floppy driving cap. It was this guy ... http://rockhall.com/event/hall-of-fame-series-dion/
He was doing the gig in the showroom up stairs.
As we didn't do any of his tunes he sang 'Money' and 'Rockin Robin'

Ya never know - ?

Sometimes I've been pleasantly surprised and sometimes I just look at it as practice keeping a straight face. I need that experience for when I move to LA to persue my acting career.

The only time I've not let somebody sit in is when I think they will damage my gear or are a danger to themselves or other. Unless it's a rock and roll band. Then it doesn't really matter.

I just can't imagine somebody not letting somebody else sit in. I just can't. I also can't imagine somebody I know coming out and not being asked to sit in. Same when somebody knows me, I sit in when asked. Why not? This stuff about insurance not covering it or contract, geez, get over yourself. Or don't. Your choice. That's the great thing about having a band. Probably the only great thing so embrace it.

I need that experience for when I move to LA to persue my acting career.


Shoot me a PM when your first premiere happens ... I gotta see it in person!

klasaine is working on the soundtrack so be sure and buy that too. I heard my movie won't have a theatrical release, though, so no chance of knocking the Avengers down a notch. When I asked if it was going straight to DVD they something about straight to something or other and then their phone started breaking up and we must have gotten cutoff from the eclipse or something. I'm feeling pretty good about things as they stand right now. As soon as I get out there I'm doing lunch with them. Nice guys. I didn't realize there actually are phone numbers with the prefix 555 but I'm calling them when I get off the plane. I'm thinking getting that 2nd and 3rd mortgage was the best thing I ever did.

Girl comes up to the stage between songs...>

"Can I come up and sing a song with the band, I'm a professional really?" she asks smiling.
"Sure, I answer, go get your mike." I reply enthusiastically.
"Oh, I don't have a mike of my own?" she questions.
"Well we only let girls who are really professionals work with us, and they ALL have their own mike, sorry dear." I mention returning to the gig.

Course, if she is JLo or such...we could always make an exception couldn't we.

If that's your attitude why would ever make an exception? I would feel odd if somebody actually left gear in their car at a bar. But I guess, being an amateur myself I just try to "give back". It's all about making myself seem important.

klasaine is working on the soundtrack so be sure and buy that too. I heard my movie won't have a theatrical release, though, so no chance of knocking the Avengers down a notch. When I asked if it was going straight to DVD they something about straight to something or other and then their phone started breaking up and we must have gotten cutoff from the eclipse or something. I'm feeling pretty good about things as they stand right now. As soon as I get out there I'm doing lunch with them. Nice guys. I didn't realize there actually are phone numbers with the prefix 555 but I'm calling them when I get off the plane. I'm thinking getting that 2nd and 3rd mortgage was the best thing I ever did.

Dude call me when you get off the plane.
We'll set up a brunch with Dave Grohl, Lemmy, Slash, Dave Navarro and Quincy Jones. Then you can come with me to watch the daily's of the latest Quentin Tarantino film. Everyday my life is just like 'Entourage' I swear ... right after I drop my kid off at day-care.
Here's my cell: 1.310.555.5150

*do you have mic?

1- what's brunch? Is that some kind of tent?
2-who are these people, your neighbors?
3-what kind of film? Is it dirty?
4-what kind of a tour is an en tour age?
5-you're on speed dial now

Thanks, Buddy.

They're gonna love ya baby. Trust me.

*You need drummers, I can get you drummers. With or without door locks. No problem. Taken care of.

Thanks, man. I'll be out there. The money guy said as soon as my check clears they're going to send me a plane ticket. Maybe you know him? His name is Honest John. He said he's well known out there.

:mrgreen: Yeah, John's great - and he plays drums too.

He told me what he really wanted was to direct. I'm like, but dude, you can play drums.

We were talking in the band the other day about a segment of the set (just before the first break) where we have about 6 songs that we ask the audience to select and someone from audience comes up to sing...
May work, it may be awful

Just make sure somebody's filming.

Viral, baby......yeah.

It was a tongue in cheek joke Old Cane however in a band in my HS days we once let this girl sing a song (Go Arcadia). She is a very good singer, she had no mic but we all said what the hey:) She was a wonder to us long before she was one to the world. There are exceptions to every rule.

Yes, there are ALWAYS exceptions.
Back in the Wonder Woman days I woulda let Linda Carter do 'jimi at monterey' with my guitar.

There was a Bar in a little tourist town in northern Michigan back in the ninties, the club is gone now and so is the owner but he was a jazz flutist from New York City. He hired rock bands but he would always want to sit in with every band. A pain in the keester, but if you didn't take him seriously or you didn't make him look good you would "never play in this county again" !"We endeared ourself by being prepaired with some Moody Blues, the pre-requisit Moon Dance and the peis de recisdonce 'Take Five' by Dave Brubeck. The audiance ,many in snowmobile suites or hunting camo, would yell insults and screem at him. It has somehow turned into a pleasant memory.

There was a Bar in a little tourist town in northern Michigan back in the ninties, the club is gone now and so is the owner but he was a jazz flutist from New York City. He hired rock bands but he would always want to sit in with every band. A pain in the keester, but if you didn't take him seriously or you didn't make him look good you would "never play in this county again" !"We endeared ourself by being prepaired with some Moody Blues, the pre-requisit Moon Dance and the peis de recisdonce 'Take Five' by Dave Brubeck. The audiance ,many in snowmobile suites or hunting camo, would yell insults and screem at him. It has somehow turned into a pleasant memory.

Great 'sit-in' story!

Ditto.

I think in the UP insults and screaming are a sign of affection.

Reminds me of when I first moved here and had a house just out of town. Dobie Gray walked in. One of the singers says "ladys and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage mister dobie gray". He just waved from the bar. I'm not sure if it was admiration or retaliation but the singer insisted on doing drift away, which he butchered on a nightly basis. By the bridge, no Dobie.

Ditto.

I think in the UP insults and screaming are a sign of affection.

Reminds me of when I first moved here and had a house just out of town. Dobie Gray walked in. One of the singers says "ladys and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage mister dobie gray". He just waved from the bar. I'm not sure if it was admiration or retaliation but the singer insisted on doing drift away, which he butchered on a nightly basis. By the bridge, no Dobie.

Goes ta sho ya dat even in da U.P. ya got ta LACK da dore 're tum body el steal yer beer !!!!

Ya, dey steel my beers at da sody creek deer camp. Nows I keeps em in my chevy, donchano.