What is the most Rock Star thing you've ever done?

[facingwest]

The next guitar I decide to smash, I'll make sure I clear it with you first. Deal? heh

[esa]

facingwest: The next guitar I decide to smash, I'll make sure I clear it with you first. Deal? heh



Sounds good to me. Looks like you've been added to the list that I'm "Moral Compass" for.

[Ron]

A friend once gave me a 70's Harmony hollowbody that had a neck that looked like a dog's hind leg. A great smashing prop.

During the process of smashing it, I managed to get the D-string (which had come completely off of the guitar) all wound up in my (long) hair. I was so pumped and wasted at the time I just grabbed the string and pulled it right out, along with a giant glob of hair that could've passed for Songsmith's "weasel-thingy".

I then took the whole mess of string and hair, and tossed it into the ceiling fan. Hehe.

[Ron]

Oh, and a rainy Sunday night at Dougherty's Terra-tory at the outside patio. We drank all of the imported beer at the bar, Amy was pouring pre-mixed Kamikazi's from the roof into our open mouths... wheelbarrow races, and a lot of plastic lawn furniture getting tossed into a bonfire.

Yee-haw.
And I too would dig sinking a boat on purpose.

[songsmith]

It was a ferret! I couldn't think of what those were called, the damned weaselly little rodents! ---->JMS

[redawg]

LOL at Songsmith.

[Promo Biatch]

I was working as a stagehand (though I am a musician)
at the G n R concert at Hershey Park years ago.
Us sweatshop slaves were backstage awaiting our next
task, when this hot thang (chick) strolled by the outside
fence, and said to all of us....
"can any of you get me backstage?"
I said " head for access"! All stagehands hit the deck
in laughter! But to our suprise, she said, "ok!"
Which made everybody laugh even harder, except
for me, because I was running around the fence
to get with her, with a few other stagehands in tow.
I grabbed her hand and walked away from the concert
area, to the nearest bush....hers!
So anyway, there we were.... in this strip of bushes
along the main drag of Hersheypark Dr.
Midway through "sessions presents", a policeman drove
by where we were, REAL slow, and I thought we were
busted, but we weren't.
Afterwards, we walk back to the concert area,
all of a sudden I realize I would NOT be able to get
her in. So I get in front of her, and cruise by security
showing my pass. She tried to cruise by security,
strutting her ass, but guess what? No dice!
They would not leave her in.
She hollers, "I knew you would "@#!&%" me over!"
I whipped around and said "That's rock & roll baby"!

I think that is the most rockstar thing I ever did...
True Story!
Joey G

[wake up drumming]

oh shit, now that's FUNNY!!!

[songsmith]

My friends, THAT is Rock & Roll.------->JMS

[facingwest]

I'm not worthy!! I'm not worty!!

[ToonaRockGuy]

Well, I can't top that, but here's mine anyway...When I was living in Charleston, SC, back in "the day" (when was that, anyway??), I was making a living playing in an "80's metal" band called Talon. (Back when "big hair" music was still cool, just before Nirvana broke, and nobody had heard of Mother Love Bone) We were playing in Baton Rouge, LA, on tour, doing the southeastern leg of the "Wild Life" tour with Slaughter. My lead singer introduced me for the big "drum solo".  I began to play the usual thing, but I was so hyper, I promptly smacked myself across the bridge of the nose with my drumstick and bled all over myself. I thought, "what else can go wrong"?, then broke my snare head. I then said to myself "Fuck It"!, and broke every drumhead on my kit and trashed it, tossing random bits and pieces to the crowd.  They loved it, our tour manager planted his foot in my ass, and that was about it for us that night, our opening set lasted all of 5 songs.  I did get a new kit, and we finished our part of the tour with Slaughter.  It was a lot of fun.