Friday Night, a 21st in my hometown, so thought it'd be a nice easy gig, and was looking forward to it, as they wanted plenty of dance, bassline and a bit of dubstep!
Set up, turned my amp on, and nothing out of the one channel tried all connections, cables etc... and nothing! Only way it'd work was to use the one channel that was working and the bridge output, to get music to both speakers. Didn't want to work all night like that, so sent my roadie to the lock up (only down the road) to get my spare amp. He grabbed the first amp he could from the lock up, which was James H's as I borrowed one a while back while mine was getting repaired. Hooked it up, switched it on, and blew the electrics for the whole room (the amp did have a dodgy plug on, which was replaced, and don't know what had happened, so in James's bad books now, and got to get that fixed ASAP). So back to my original amp with an output from channel 2 and bridge
Night itself was very quiet, maximum of about 30 guests (after being told around 150), and only dancers were kids, so the Step Up 2 sound track was all they wanted!
Finished the gig, was packing down, and as usual everyone was hanging around the door and would not let us get past (we wanted a quick get away so we could have a long deserved drink in the local nightclub). Roadie went through the door with the good old "excuse me guys", then brushed straight through. Now although he didn't knock anyone like I would of the local chavs who was in the other bar didn't like it, and decided to follow him out and have a word with him! Luckily we were on our last trip, so just shut the doors, and went to drive off. They surrounded our van, and started bangin the sides to make us come out Houses across the road heard the row, and called the police, and within about 2 mins of us edging forward and forward moving them out the way we had 8 coppers turn up to sort them out! We were asked if we were ok, and drove off!
By Saturday morning I'd had enough of disco's and was ready to jack it in! Went to my day job, got a call sayin my gran had took a turn for the worse in hospital, and to go visit, which didn't sound good (she's a little better now).
Then had a gig to cover for a member of here, which I have to say was great. A wedding with a 7:30pm start, 11pm finish, 10 mins from home, back at home by 12 with a kebab in hand Which has restored my faith a little! Lets hope my gig this Saturday is better!