The Rise & Fall of The S**tbreath Empire (mostly the fall)
The Original Ass
When the SUWG started out, we had a guy in the band called Daniel Shitbreath. Dan was a fairly unique fellow. This guy was very talented. He had a photographic musical memory. He could listen to a song once then be able to play all the parts (drums, bass, guitar, keys) and somehow remember most of the vocals. Pretty amazing player. He and Warno used to have an all request duo. HA! That's hilarious, the two biggest ass hats in the local music scene playing together every few nights of the week. In fact maybe we should refer to them as the "Two Assbreros". Ok, so as I said, DS was quite the musician. The bad side, when he drank or got stoned, the biggest ass you have ever seen. When he was drunk he would make rude remarks to everyone. Fellow bandmates, bar patrons, wedding guests, bar owners....it didn't matter. His demise happened in four parts, and here they are...........................
Passing Out
In the pre- Gino days, we were doing a wedding gig in the north part of the state. I rode with Warno and DS rode with Dabba Dabba (DD) our old drummer. The whole way there, DS and DD drank beer and other things to make them hungry, paranoid and shitty. The wedding party we were playing for provided us with a room for changing and sleeping if we like.
WE played the first set and DS looked like death. At one point he got DD's drum cases and sat down on them whilst playing his guitar. HAHAHAH! I was actually laughing at that point. Warno was not. He was scared shitless. (keep in mind at that time I hadn't quite seen Warno's bad side so in my eyes he was still a pretty cool guy.) When we went on break, DS high-tailed it to the room and started calling for Earl the God of Porcelain.
After the break was up, I went back to the room to get DS. As we were walking across the courtyard, he stopped hunched over and said as he was throwing up, "I can't do this" and he went back to the room. I had to go to the stage and tell DD and Warno that we were going 3 piece. The problem with that was that Warno didn't think he would need his cheat sheet book. (Lesson Learned: Always take your Cheat Sheet) We huddled and figured out how many songs the three of us knew together that Warno could sing. (In case I didn't mention it, DS did most of the singing back then.) We were able to get in a decent set, but once we were done the Bride's dad offered us more money to play another set and we had to turn them down. The whole way home that night, Warno and I started talking about our contingency plan if we got rid of that bastard. We even confronted him one night downtown about it. He practically cried and begged us not to fire him.
Pissing Off Mario
Fast forward about 6 months and a new drummer (Gino) later, we're playing at a large resort in a small beachtown on the Gulf Coast with a 9 piece band. We were playing a song I had never in my life played. Hell I don't even think I had ever heard it. We were in the middle of it and I hit a sour note while trying to follow the chord changes. DS gets on his mic and makes a comment about me missing the note. Totally disrespecting me in front of the whole audience. I was livid.
immediately after the gig I confronted him at the side of the stage. The whole time Warno is telling me I should punch him. I really wanted to but I refrained. After the gig, something possessed us to go to DS's and the fluglehorn player's room to have a drink or two. At some point DS was on the balcony and I made my way to him (I had a few in me by that point) and I thought maybe I would throw him off the balcony. Luckily for both of us, Gino intercepted me................
Pissing Off Warno & Gino
We were playing at a place in Athens. Gino had a few of his friends from work out to hear us that night. One of those friend was a drummer and Gino wanted to let him sit in on a song. SO Gino calls him up to play. I guess this pissed of DS so he hops off the stage and goes and looks at the line at the door then comes back to the stage and tells Gino's buddy to leave the stage and makes some comment about our duty to the bar and some shit like that. I had never seen Warno that pissed before................That night we decided that we would try a gig with just the three of us.
Spreading Three Wings
So were at a club in my hometown. First set was very awkward. The bar owner was even thinking, "oh my they need the asshole back". But for some reason after the first break and about 45 minutes of watching a slow white bronco on the interstate in LA, we seemed to click and we totally kicked ass. WE finally figured out that the 3 piece band was the way to go. At that point we never looked back.
The shitty part though is that Warno, never actually fired DS. He just stopped telling him about the gigs. That was just a forshadowing at how pussified and shitty a person Warno really is.
till next time
MP
When the SUWG started out, we had a guy in the band called Daniel Shitbreath. Dan was a fairly unique fellow. This guy was very talented. He had a photographic musical memory. He could listen to a song once then be able to play all the parts (drums, bass, guitar, keys) and somehow remember most of the vocals. Pretty amazing player. He and Warno used to have an all request duo. HA! That's hilarious, the two biggest ass hats in the local music scene playing together every few nights of the week. In fact maybe we should refer to them as the "Two Assbreros". Ok, so as I said, DS was quite the musician. The bad side, when he drank or got stoned, the biggest ass you have ever seen. When he was drunk he would make rude remarks to everyone. Fellow bandmates, bar patrons, wedding guests, bar owners....it didn't matter. His demise happened in four parts, and here they are...........................
Passing Out
In the pre- Gino days, we were doing a wedding gig in the north part of the state. I rode with Warno and DS rode with Dabba Dabba (DD) our old drummer. The whole way there, DS and DD drank beer and other things to make them hungry, paranoid and shitty. The wedding party we were playing for provided us with a room for changing and sleeping if we like.
WE played the first set and DS looked like death. At one point he got DD's drum cases and sat down on them whilst playing his guitar. HAHAHAH! I was actually laughing at that point. Warno was not. He was scared shitless. (keep in mind at that time I hadn't quite seen Warno's bad side so in my eyes he was still a pretty cool guy.) When we went on break, DS high-tailed it to the room and started calling for Earl the God of Porcelain.
After the break was up, I went back to the room to get DS. As we were walking across the courtyard, he stopped hunched over and said as he was throwing up, "I can't do this" and he went back to the room. I had to go to the stage and tell DD and Warno that we were going 3 piece. The problem with that was that Warno didn't think he would need his cheat sheet book. (Lesson Learned: Always take your Cheat Sheet) We huddled and figured out how many songs the three of us knew together that Warno could sing. (In case I didn't mention it, DS did most of the singing back then.) We were able to get in a decent set, but once we were done the Bride's dad offered us more money to play another set and we had to turn them down. The whole way home that night, Warno and I started talking about our contingency plan if we got rid of that bastard. We even confronted him one night downtown about it. He practically cried and begged us not to fire him.
Pissing Off Mario
Fast forward about 6 months and a new drummer (Gino) later, we're playing at a large resort in a small beachtown on the Gulf Coast with a 9 piece band. We were playing a song I had never in my life played. Hell I don't even think I had ever heard it. We were in the middle of it and I hit a sour note while trying to follow the chord changes. DS gets on his mic and makes a comment about me missing the note. Totally disrespecting me in front of the whole audience. I was livid.
immediately after the gig I confronted him at the side of the stage. The whole time Warno is telling me I should punch him. I really wanted to but I refrained. After the gig, something possessed us to go to DS's and the fluglehorn player's room to have a drink or two. At some point DS was on the balcony and I made my way to him (I had a few in me by that point) and I thought maybe I would throw him off the balcony. Luckily for both of us, Gino intercepted me................
Pissing Off Warno & Gino
We were playing at a place in Athens. Gino had a few of his friends from work out to hear us that night. One of those friend was a drummer and Gino wanted to let him sit in on a song. SO Gino calls him up to play. I guess this pissed of DS so he hops off the stage and goes and looks at the line at the door then comes back to the stage and tells Gino's buddy to leave the stage and makes some comment about our duty to the bar and some shit like that. I had never seen Warno that pissed before................That night we decided that we would try a gig with just the three of us.
Spreading Three Wings
So were at a club in my hometown. First set was very awkward. The bar owner was even thinking, "oh my they need the asshole back". But for some reason after the first break and about 45 minutes of watching a slow white bronco on the interstate in LA, we seemed to click and we totally kicked ass. WE finally figured out that the 3 piece band was the way to go. At that point we never looked back.
The shitty part though is that Warno, never actually fired DS. He just stopped telling him about the gigs. That was just a forshadowing at how pussified and shitty a person Warno really is.
till next time
MP
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