It’s 2:05am, I’m chatting with a musician that played in the band that headlined.
I say, great crowd tonight. Bar did amazing. You can come back anytime.
Guy’s super nice, he says, thanks, man. Always love hearing the bar did good.
Then he says, we haven’t always had great crowds. We had a terrible show in Chapel Hill on our first tour. I say, I went to school there! What club was it? He says, Local 506. Oh yeah, I say. Great club. He says, no one showed up for our gig. It was a Tuesday night. Right when we started playing, the bartender went outside to smoke cigarettes. So we played…
To an empty room.
I say, was there a sound guy at least?
He says, no. No sound guy.
We played to an empty room.