Opening Band for U2

Hello my fellow subscribers and dudes and dudettes passing through, please enjoy and laugh!!!

Many years ago, I don’t see him that often anymore, but I had a busking buddy called M. M. would play all the hot spots downtown, dated a trucker long haul chick, he needed a pair of glasses for a trip to Nashville they took so I passed him a pair of mine that unfortunately only had one lens. He wore them lol! Almost got googly eyed he said crumpf! Woops! ehm, So M. would hit all the good busking spots and do pretty good, I was a better guitarist was the word, but he had the voice it was said lol, he can really belt it out. He said I soloed like Santana!!! Booster shot! anyways. I suppose he was playing someplace and this is what happened to us.

A guy from the Canada Day celebrations in the capital here approached our drunken foolish fool and told him he could open for the rock pop band U2.

OK, hold up, What????????

Knock knock knock…..Hey Nick????? We’re going to open for the U2 concert on Parliament Hill!!!!!!! rah rah rah!!!!!!!

(me brain… eh eh nein ain’t gonna happen)

So we got a drummer who happened to be one of the best in the area,,,,, like REALLY good, and his Dad was an exceptional bassist. Rainbow Blues Club jammers, I play there too!!!! We met up at their beautiful very old quaint neat kinda family home near where the bus station that I worked at used to be. Here we whipped out our instruments and prepared to jam, and woops………M. had brought some beer right lolololololo!!!!! I was drinkin at the time but hold upppppp…..work first. but anyways, M. got tanked because he was nervous, and ended up sitting on the ground nursing a smile of what the???? what the???? I’m feeling gay perhaps? yikes lol! can’t work like that. U2 coming up right?

Nico?? You!! So I took the helm and we jammed remarkably well on some Johnny Cash- Folsum Prison Blues and some and another tune or two.

Bingo Bango!!!! We were set, but M.? What……

Anyways, I, after back and forth deliberating with a dude called B. who’s place we used to crash for beer, stress, and lovely women who were over sometimes, we were all friends, I figured I’d back out lol. I knew something was fishy, AND, funny enough I cared more for my sobriety or maybe I was hung over a bit, but I jumped ship.

It turns out lol, The three of them loaded the dad man’s van drove to Parliament, pulled up to the security barriers, yelled out “Hey!!!!! we’re here! Hi Hi we’re opening for U2!!!!!! ae ae said the security guard lol you’re not coming in here guys lol.

The thing is, the guy who lied and eventually folded M.’s cards was pulling his fing leg. 😶

Well, he cried a bit, but with the influx of more and more alcohol and brightly auraed girls all was forgotten, and he began to smile again.

Bill, was not pleased, he wrote netwise to the festival, knew the fella’s name, etc. and broke his balls I’m sure. Well, basically I think this idiot meant well and actually thought M. and us could open for the Irish band, but it wasn’t correct.

I laughed.

Soon after I broke ties with this crew because it was embarrassing, and I didn’t like it anymore. A vicious circle of pain and embarrassment. I needed more…………….

Weird huh?

Love each other!!

Cheers!!

Nico