Topic: A WEIRD topic, more difficult than you think, NOT SPINAL TAP

So dear friends, we all share the same passion, MUSIC, ARTISTS, BANDS, WRITERS. I believe most of us have got that "ONE SPECIAL MOMENT" contact with your favorite singer, band. You stand in front of him/her with your mouth open trying to say something, but nothing happens. We can call it maybe OUR SPINAL TAP moment, but in fact it isn't a spinal tap. Just something that occurred and you'll never forget.
Here in Belgium, I finished MED SCHOOL in 1980;, and believe me I really lived for 3 people.
BOOZE, R&R, but in particular what I have classified as "A CLOSE ENCOUNTER OF THE THIRD KIND".
In 1980, I finished University, and yes, I was a Medical Doctor. I had an incredible time at the University. Here in BELGIUM, studies to become an MD = 7 years. A long time. Even 6 years later my name was still known in GHENT. GIRLS, BEER, GIRLS, OTHER GIRLS, SAME BEER, BARS, I lived like a vampire, searching fresh blood. Once the conquest was over, or a better expression is, I was a hunter, trying and being excited to shoot the best, once shot, the fun and the THRILL WAS GONE as BB King sings. My best friend he took 75% of what I shot, the lazy bastard. Today it's all CYBER, and isn't the mentality between boy meets girl different? I hear so often, a girl or a boy really enthusiast, I HAVE A DATE. I had DATES, it's all over now, no regrets, I had a great life. Even now, when I enter with my crouches, in a place, women make contact with me, why, the only reason I find is "pity, a kind of mother instinct, an urge to protect me? I don't know. Enough.
I had the luck to be backstage doctor on one of the biggest ROCK festivals in Europe. My best friends at that time were all musicians, CEO's of record companies, actors, 100% different from my job. But as it always is: GIRL ---> ENGAGING --> WEDDING ---> KIDS and all things change.
But about that festival I was DOC from 1981 until 1996, and that is what it's all about: the things I saw, the fun, the friendship. No journalists, every year the same people, a time I'll never forget. The WEIRDEST THINGS I SAW WERE
- I went to the toilet "trailer", suddenly noise, nobody was allowed to enter, bodyguards in front, I had to leave to, but I refused, busy doing "PIPI". Can you imagine all this show because LOU REED had to go to the toilet too. So we were indeed doing pipi together, he farted, very loud, and my response was there a CONTRA-FART, resulting in a laugh, but getting worse, and as always you always look to the person next to you. Well this is something I never forget, because it was all so stupid, bodyguards, 2 extreme silent boys, REED and me, the fart, the fun.
I learned ONE THING THERE: the artists are modest, polite, friendly, but the sharks around the artist = DISGUSTING THEY ARE THE STARS, a bunch of frustrated miserable men.
Another one, WENDY & LISA, (PRINCE protegees), I got an urgent call from the W&L trailer, they just performed, and the one who plays guitar, WENDY I think went hysterical  because she was convinced that the performance was very bad. I just remember me a crying, hysterical WENDY, who pushed me in the seat, she was naked, and she was crying, tears allover, holding me, and no way to escape, trying to kiss me, asking 100 times if I liked her gig, that was one of the most and unforgettable events.
That is what I love to read here, if you have got moments like this (not a naked Wendy in my arms), I can assure you that was a WEIRD EXPERIENCE.

[color=blue]- GITAARDOCPHIL SAIS: TO CONQUER DEAD, YOU HAVE TO DIE[/color]   AND [color=blue] we are born to die[/color]
- MY GUITAR PLAYS EVERY STYLE = BLUES, ROCK, METAL, so I NEED TO LEARN HOW TO PLAY IT.
[color=blue]Civilization began the first time an angry person cast a word instead of a rock.[/color]

Re: A WEIRD topic, more difficult than you think, NOT SPINAL TAP

Doc, you have lead a wierd life. 

I've been fortunate enough to meet a few artists and I agree that they tend to be fun people.  Though I cannot say that I have ever been kissed by a naked musician. 

I'd love to get you and Russell around a campfire, sipping brews, playing music and telling stories late into the night.  I bet we'd hear some good ones. 

I learned a long, long time ago by good example of my father that everyone is just another person.  Famous or indigent, we're all people and we all deserve respect.  I think the only musician I've ever met who made me nervous was Matt "Guitar" Murphy, but that wound up OK after we were reintroduced later that night by a mutual friend.  He shook my hand and let me buy him a drink to make up for something stupid I had said, so that was cool. 

The only nudity in my career that I can recall was when I was a bass player for a small playhouse so far off Broadway it was in Pennsylvania.  The playhouse was hot - and the orchestra loft especially so.  Our horn players kept small coolers with ice in them.  Just before playing, they'd drop an ice cube into their mouthpieces and it would run through as quick as if they were just pouring water.  That kept them from burning their lips.  Anyway, at intermission, we'd go to the cast room where there was an air conditioner and fans.  Some of the actors and actresses would strip out of their costumes to cool off before going back on stage.  So folks would sit around the cast room in their underwear, or not even that sometimes.  There's little modesty in the theatre.  You'd think it would have been exciting for a young man to see these beautiful actresses in a state of undress, but it wasn't.  It was just hot people trying to get cool.  Just another day at work.

- Zurf

Granted B chord amnesty by King of the Mutants (Long live the king).
If it comes from the heart and you add a few beers... it'll be awesome! - Mekidsmom
When in doubt ... hats. - B.G. Dude

Re: A WEIRD topic, more difficult than you think, NOT SPINAL TAP

Well ZURF you have a point there. Despite my physical condition, I had a wild, weird, crazy life.
I can tell you I lived for 2.
Thanks God I'm blessed with a great memory and this helped me a lot while on med school.
I was able to "assimilate" 100 pages/hour. It was all too easy, learning, but I had such a great life, sometimes a really S&D&R'nR. Women, I assure you that sitting around a camp fire, which I really hope to do one day with you, Russell and some others here.
Live would change a lot if my fight against 1 insurance company is over. Starting from there, my situation will NEVER change, in the contrary. It will only provide me money, and because I live day by day, I should be able to travel a lot, I CAN'T TRAVEL ALONE!!! But I have a strong character, helping me to survive a lot and to enjoy my life. I have so much great memories, (This HELPS A LOT), I am a dreamer, I write a lot, there is a manuscript in my PC, 104 pages size A4 = 200 pages titled: THE EXPRESSION ofd the IMPRESSION of a DEPRESSION. Unfortunately I am not allowed to earn 50 cent, I am busy to find a solution. It is my experience, in 1997, I had a huge depression, so it is a book NOT WRITTEN by a famous shrink, nor written by someone who had the same problem. I describe, without using a lot of medical words, myself in combination with my experience in practise, every single detail.
Maybe I can give my daughter all the rights, I don't know. I only want to tell that a few things keep me in a better shape: Spending some time on PC, and resting. Dreaming and thinking about all the great things that happened in my life, trying to be strong mentally.
Alkl I wrote did happen, and it's only 10% of my life.

[color=blue]- GITAARDOCPHIL SAIS: TO CONQUER DEAD, YOU HAVE TO DIE[/color]   AND [color=blue] we are born to die[/color]
- MY GUITAR PLAYS EVERY STYLE = BLUES, ROCK, METAL, so I NEED TO LEARN HOW TO PLAY IT.
[color=blue]Civilization began the first time an angry person cast a word instead of a rock.[/color]

Re: A WEIRD topic, more difficult than you think, NOT SPINAL TAP

In the 70's I had a 6 night a week gig that lasted two years at a joint called the Skylark Club in Mobile, Alabama.
The manager was a country singer who sounded like Merle Haggard and Hank Williams but much louder. The club sat 500 and this guy needed no microphone. He would get up one or twice a night to sing country. The band would play rock the rest of the time. He had a wife and a girlfriend. The wife got tired of staying home alone and would come down to the club and sit at the table with the manager and his girlfriend.
The ladies would usually behave but once in a while one of them would lose it and try to stab him or shoot out the headlights on his white Cadillac with a pistol.

We pronounce it "Guf Coast".
Ya'll wanna go down to the Guf?

Re: A WEIRD topic, more difficult than you think, NOT SPINAL TAP

Hi tooter, do you have a lot of gigs? Are you a professional, semi-professional or amateur?
My dream was always to do something in music, but I became a medical doctor.
If I should start it over, I would study to be lawyer, with specialization in copyrights.
In the mean time following music classes.
First the notes (hate that part), and then an instrument like guitar. The problem is they teach you "classical guitar." But that's a good point to start playing folk, blues.
I should have gone to OXFORD (UK) and follow classes pop, blues, rock, followed by an MBA in he USA + improving my musical skills, PIANO + GUITAR.
But count all the years: you are 30 years finishing everything. With all your knowledge, it won't surprise me that I end up in some record companies.
Dreams are dreams, but sometimes they are very close to reality.
Women, and jealousy justified or not = dangerous cocktail. Even playing not bad at all the guitar, I practiced 2X with a band, but WORK was too important for me,  having a successful practice. When I should perform, I really prefer to play incognito, playing and acting with a minor chance that people would recognize me.

[color=blue]- GITAARDOCPHIL SAIS: TO CONQUER DEAD, YOU HAVE TO DIE[/color]   AND [color=blue] we are born to die[/color]
- MY GUITAR PLAYS EVERY STYLE = BLUES, ROCK, METAL, so I NEED TO LEARN HOW TO PLAY IT.
[color=blue]Civilization began the first time an angry person cast a word instead of a rock.[/color]