We did a gig in Gresham, Oregon yesterday at the Mt. Hood Jazz Festival. Yet another beautiful outdoor summer gig (with no rain). Because it wasn't our show, we didn't get a soundcheck. We set up all of our gear backstage and then brought it onto the stage right before our set, checked to see if our mics were working (quickly) and then ran on stage. About 2 seconds into the first song, we realized something was horribly horribly wrong with our wireless microphones. Our mics were cutting in and out constantly. If you weren't there (this probably wouldn't have happened if you had shown up, but I'm not going to point fingers), imagine GFT singing the title to this blog. Yeah. It was that bad.
We had 2 sets planned already so after 4 songs (of us looking incredibly stupid trying to find invisible "good" spots around the stage) we took a break. We ran around like chickens with our heads cut off looking for enough wired SM58s and set everything up really quickly and then ran back out to continue with the gig. Fortunately, the audience stuck around through everything.
The rest of the performance was a blast. The audience was great, Nick was smokin', it didn't rain, and the mics were working. What more could we ask for?
Peter
GFT
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