So on the rare occasion that I actual get to sit at home and enjoy a night of absolutely nothing, the phone rings.
"Hey Mike, Frankie here."
"Oh hey man, how's it going?"
"Pretty good man. How's things?"
"Good. I'm guessing you got my contract?"
"Yea.... I got it and gave it to my manager."
"He didn't go for it huh?"
"Yea... not so much. He said that he thought your price was a little high so I thought I'd give you a call and see what we could do."
"I tell ya what Frankie. Tell your manager to come up with what he wants me to do and what he wants to pay me and I'll come up with a counter offer. That's the best I can do. I'm already cheaper than any professional guys he could hire."
"Well yea, he said that but he said the label just wouldn't go for that type of expense."
"Well, send me his offer and we go from there. Easy enough."
"Ok man, I'll talk to him and see."
"Alright Frankie. I'll talk to you soon."
As much as I would like to go out on the road with a band I'm not doing it out of faith. I'm doing it so I can go out on the road and make money, just like everyone else that does the type of job they do. As much as I'd like to go out and do what ever I want to do without consequence, I can't. I have bills to worry about just like everyone else.
There are advantages to knowing guys who actually go out on tours and do this type of work. I know what they charge and what duties they have. I know when I'm low balling my fees and in turn I know when the label wants to think I'm a novice. This also gives me a good idea whether the label thinks the band is actually worth sinking the money into them.
All in all. It doesn't really matter to me if I get the job or not. It'd be nice to get away and go on the road. I'd end up with a lot more stories to tell and it'd probably be a really good time. I'm not going to lose money or sleep over it though.
I just didn't have the heart to tell Frankie that his label isn't going to pay for a "bodyguard" no matter how cheap I became. So I'll wait til the offer comes and refuse it. Then he'll forget about it and everything runs smooth. No need to put reality in his face when he's riding his 15 minutes of fame.
"Can I see your ID?"
This is just some ramblings from a guy that works a couple doors. I'm nothing close to being a total bad ass or an asshole. If I am, it's because the job calls for it.
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Saturday, September 15, 2007
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Frankie the Chic?...
When you work in a bar long enough you tend to meet just about every person that comes in on a regular basis. In some way you know each person that comes in. Usually they're just clones of the people that came in 5 minutes before. Every one fits in their own little niche.
Then there's the person that comes up and starts talking to you and asking questions. Then asks questions that are a little more personal than you like. Then you realize, you know this person but you thought this person was a guy.
"Wait.. wait.. hold on, Frankie?"
"Yea man, who'd you think?"
"Honestly man, I thought you were a chic."
Frankie's mouth dropped open, "What?!"
"Man, look at you. Your hairs all done up, your skinny as shit and what's up with all this make up crap on your face?"
"Well, the record went well. The label's PR guy said that if we did a few changes with ourselves that we'd get better exposure and more sales."
"Yea but come on..."
"Hey Mike, I'm still me just with a different cover. You always said don't judge a book..."
"by it's cover. Yea, yea, that was me, not so much me anymore. The job doesn't really offer much for that anymore."
"Yea I guess. You ever thought of getting out of this?"
"It's crossed my mind a couple times."
"Well, we're going to be going out on a big tour soon. Ever thought about being security for a band?"
"It's been offered a couple times but no one wants to pay me what it's worth."
"I bet we could."
"Well, check it out and let me know. I'll figure out what I need and email you the contract."
"Contract? We don't need a contract, we won't screw ya."
"Frankie, in this business there's always a contract."
Voice from inside the bar, "Francis!! Come on, I got your drink."
"Alright Mike, I gotta go. Let me know what's up and I'll get back to you about it."
"Will do."
Contracts are a great thing to have when it comes to personal security. You lay down your price and the responsibilities and then go from there. Offer - Counteroffer and so on.
When it comes to traveling and going on tour I don't trust anyone. I get a contract that way I don't get left behind somewhere. I'm gonna watch my ass first and then yours after you decide you want me to.
I'm definitely not putting on make up and doing my hair in a special way for you though.
Then there's the person that comes up and starts talking to you and asking questions. Then asks questions that are a little more personal than you like. Then you realize, you know this person but you thought this person was a guy.
"Wait.. wait.. hold on, Frankie?"
"Yea man, who'd you think?"
"Honestly man, I thought you were a chic."
Frankie's mouth dropped open, "What?!"
"Man, look at you. Your hairs all done up, your skinny as shit and what's up with all this make up crap on your face?"
"Well, the record went well. The label's PR guy said that if we did a few changes with ourselves that we'd get better exposure and more sales."
"Yea but come on..."
"Hey Mike, I'm still me just with a different cover. You always said don't judge a book..."
"by it's cover. Yea, yea, that was me, not so much me anymore. The job doesn't really offer much for that anymore."
"Yea I guess. You ever thought of getting out of this?"
"It's crossed my mind a couple times."
"Well, we're going to be going out on a big tour soon. Ever thought about being security for a band?"
"It's been offered a couple times but no one wants to pay me what it's worth."
"I bet we could."
"Well, check it out and let me know. I'll figure out what I need and email you the contract."
"Contract? We don't need a contract, we won't screw ya."
"Frankie, in this business there's always a contract."
Voice from inside the bar, "Francis!! Come on, I got your drink."
"Alright Mike, I gotta go. Let me know what's up and I'll get back to you about it."
"Will do."
Contracts are a great thing to have when it comes to personal security. You lay down your price and the responsibilities and then go from there. Offer - Counteroffer and so on.
When it comes to traveling and going on tour I don't trust anyone. I get a contract that way I don't get left behind somewhere. I'm gonna watch my ass first and then yours after you decide you want me to.
I'm definitely not putting on make up and doing my hair in a special way for you though.
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