So we had the sound check tonight for the wedding tomorrow. I carted my drums up out of the basement (for those who haven't experienced it, drums + stairs = bad combination), loaded everything into the car, got it over to the church, and unloaded and started setting up.
The sound guy came over and looked at me. "Do you have electronic drums?" he asked.
"Uhhh, yeah..."
He looked at my kit. A rather solid, maple, decidedly acoustic drum set. I decided to elaborate:
"These aren't them."
He looked really, really unimpressed. "I was told you had electronic drums. I don't have mics for these."
"Well," I said, "I do have electronic drums. But nobody asked me to bring them. So I'm playing these. Besides, the room isn't that large, I doubt we're going to need mics on the drums."
He continued to look unimpressed. "How long would it take you to get them?" he asked.
"You mean, on top of the hour and a half it's already taken me to get these? I guess about an hour and a half more if traffic cooperates. More like two and a half after I get these all back and put away."
I could see him calculating: bedtime - sound he wanted / what he had been told was going to happen (this is Switzerland, after all) * how much he actually really cared = "okay, don't bother then"
So I didn't. I'm going to go tomorrow and play my acoustic drums. And I will have a good attitude. And I'll enjoy the wedding. And I'll be nice to the sound guy, cause he was probably just feeling stressed out.
But, for now, I'm going to bed. Happy weekend, all.
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So how'd it go in the end?
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