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Anecdote
My husbands band and another band were doing a gig for a Bikie Club in Australia.
The female slap bass player in the other band is also a graphic designer. The bikies asked if we could do a flyer for them. I did one, but I got the other bass player to do one too. Hers was better than mine with an image of someone on a bike and flames etc. So we just went with it and printed a heap up in color.
The bikies were really nice, nothing like I imagined. I dont think anyone would dare cause trouble.
To cut to the chase, they politely asked us if next time we could put a Harley on the flyer and not the one that had been used as they said they had copped some stirring over it. To us girls bikes are all the same, but not to the boys. Oh No.
The night of the gig, there was a third band that we didn't know was going to play. They came on about 2am and did one set and started another when next thing, the in house music was louder than the band. The band members looked at each other, then looked at me at the mixing desk. I said, I dont think they want you to play anymore.
I asked a heavily tattooed guy if he could find out. He came back and said, they're sick of looking at the singer's tight jeans, which I might add were the tightest I have evered seen on a person ever. The band wasn't required after that. They got paid OK though. That is one they wont forget.
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