Palm springs. The best gig from absolute hell.
This gig could have been fantastic. We had a great stage our own generator. And a huge audience. But what happens.
MY CONSOLE FUCKING TANKS!!!!
I have no monitor desk.
So Steve pulls his laptop and saves my settings to his console. Great. Sound check was absolutely horrible. I ended up running monitors from steve's laptop.
We made it through though. No thanks to my mackie tt24. That's right I'm calling you out mackie.
Then a dance troop is coming on after us. They need sound. Guess who ends up helping.
We had to wait for them. Their director was fucking late and she had the music for the group.
It was another festival type stage mom type awesomeness. She hand Steve the first CD and says, "Start it at 6:39" Fortunately we were using iTunes to play it.
Then she hands over another CD play this track then this track etc.
Do you have a God damn computer this stuff is not that hard to figure out especially since IT'S YOUR JOB.
I really just want to purge this one from my memory.
Audience Count: 400 but a moving crowd.
Still home before midnight,
LOU