It's not uncommon for an appreciative female fan to gift the band, and especially the singer, with a short peek at the boobies. I enjoy this, as you all know, and celebrate it. It happens at rowdy places... outdoor shows, biker parties, frat parties, keggers, etc. It's all good-natured fun to me, I certainly don't look down upon the young lady at all, to me it shows her comfort with herself, and a wickedly playful sense of humor. Well...
At the beginning of our second set last night, for a pretty good-sized crowd, our drummer began his customary fiddling on the drum kit, playing the drum line from "50 Ways To Leave Your Lover" to annoy the rest of the band into getting onstage. Once we got there, he played a different, sort of stripperish beat, and he noticed a girl dancing to it. As we readied ourselves, she came up and said to me, "I'm your biggest fan," and stationed herself on the chair directly in front of us. As we started she danced alone (you all know THAT girl!) and it kept escalating... first, she touched her boobs through her shirt, squeezed them together and all, and looked directly into my eyes and such. A few songs later, she gave me a quick flash... Hooray for me!. The next song, and she was onstage, first digging on me, then loving it up with the G-man and Steve. Only TJKelly escaped the outpouring of sugar at that point.
Over the next few songs, she got out the ta-ta's and left them out, occasionally turning to show the audience her feminine wares. Now, understand that she was a bit hardened around the edges, but had a nice body, and not what you'd call disgusting or anything. The next logical step was to show me the triangular badge of womanhood, neatly shaven, then quickly cover it. Then show me again, this time longer. Tim was laughing so hard I thought he was going to blow a gasket, and we're all missing notes and riffs left and right ( I dare YOU to be professional in my position!).
Then it happened. She touched her private place, once then a few times, giving her kitty a nice petting. Then went in to the second knuckle.
The band looked like this:
Twice, that I saw. As entertaining as this was to the members of Sidestep, I knew that if Johnny Law was in the room, there would be trouble, so we ended the song and took break to allow things cool down. I needed a cigarette, and I don't even smoke! Our lust-struck female sat down, still topless, and was eventually escorted out by Faith (okay, there's a porn film waiting be made for sure... I'd buy it!) and things mellowed a bit, but were never really the same.
I swear all of this happened, ask nakedtwister, he was there. We even postulated that it could have been nosurrender. How poetic would that be!
It goes to show, you just never know whats gonna happen at a Sidestep show. Our next one there is December 23rd, and it's Sidestep's last official show. I can hardly wait to see what happens next!----->JMS
AND THE AUDIENCE LOOKED LIKE THIS
