I was listening to a live concert by Little Feat last night. Being a live concert there were a few instances of musician solos - drums, bass, guitar, piano etc and the great Bill Payne did a stint on piano. Nice.
Double bass players of course are familiar with solos as they are used to playing with themselves but with some other musicians the results are often excruciating.
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Now I don't dance - I hate it and The Old Girl has to drag me by the ear to dance to one of our 'favourite songs' when we are at an event - but, when we were young, very young at about 17 - going to school and community dances was the only way to meet girls. You had to dance which was usually a kind of box-step shuffle.
This was tolerable if the music wasn't too loud and you actually got to ask the name of the girl who you just asked to dance and you got something other than a vacant look in return.
If however, just after you asked a stranger to dance, the band went into extended solos - especially fucking drum solos - you just had to kind of stand there saying nothing. It wasn't worth dancing to the noisy and inharmonious crap coming from the stage and, not having got to even know the name of your
Still, at least it wasn't as bad as doing the asking, going out onto the dance floor and the band then announces that they are going to have a break.
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