Oh yes, my now (locally) famous battle with a wasp. I think I've told this one on here before.
Bike rally stage, I'm 20 seconds into a number, & the little b&^%d starts flying around my face. I try some swiping in with the groove, but to no avail. By now, the audience has noticed (I was told I came out with more classic than usual drummer faces). Anyhow, the bugger then ands on my right cheek & ear. I'm doing the usual pathetically trying to blow the damn thing off with via weird mouth shapes. It flew off my face of it's own accord. Right, now I've got some cymbal work coming up, so it's payback time. The audience is now laughing at my antics & the band has noticed too! My choice of cymbal & sequence was certainly quirky, as I was trying to hit the little t%$t with my sticks. Alas, I failed, but gave everyone a good laugh at my expense, & I didn't miss a beat!!
The red headed, double breasted, bed laying, sap sucker bird.....(tasteless joke- sorry)
Never been attacked before but many moons ago when I first started playing, my bands "music" once drove a possum to attempt suicide (and for once I'm not joking).
Well Madge, we were playing in one of those massive sheds built to accommodate cane harvesters. After a few songs this poor possum decides its had enough and launches itself from the highest point of the triangular roof (I still remember everyone stopping mid-song to watch this thing fly through the air).What did it do?? I am fascinated.
Well Madge, we were playing in one of those massive sheds built to accommodate cane harvesters. After a few songs this poor possum decides its had enough and launches itself from the highest point of the triangular roof (I still remember everyone stopping mid-song to watch this thing fly through the air).
It landed hard and just laid there, but after awhile it recovered and scampered off into the bush (my mates father was grateful for driving possums out of his shed but it wasn't our intention)!
Well Madge, we were playing in one of those massive sheds built to accommodate cane harvesters. After a few songs this poor possum decides its had enough and launches itself from the highest point of the triangular roof (I still remember everyone stopping mid-song to watch this thing fly through the air).
It landed hard and just laid there, but after awhile it recovered and scampered off into the bush (my mates father was grateful for driving possums out of his shed but it wasn't our intention)!
Not attacked but my border collie barks at me angrily when I play my E Drums...
I think she just hates E Drums
I've never been attacked, but one of our cats will lay by my feet when I'm working on the practice pad.