November 17, 2004

An interesting little story about a band and a bar

Lindsey recounts the tale...

(Here is the story of the Biggest Douche I've Ever Met. Since he happens to be famous, I'm not going to say his name, but you'll know who it is.)

In Christmas of 2002, I went home to Tallahassee, Florida to spend the holidays with my family. As usual, I hung out with my good friend there who owns Tallahassee's best music venue. He told me about the show they were having that night, and rolled his eyes as he said who the band was "It's that guy from that (edgy drug movie). He has a band now."

"Omg, ___ ______ has a band?" I said.

"Yeah. They made us give them a $7000 guarantee even though nobody has ever heard of his stupid band. And get this - his booker called a couple weeks ago, after the deal was done, and told me that I can't refer to (Douche) in any way when I advertise the show. So, basically, I've guaranteed them $7000 for a show nobody is going to go to. Apparently, he wants to "make it as a band the traditional way without using his name as an actor"

Posted by Casper at November 17, 2004 11:20 PM
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