Hey there! Steven here. Thought you'd get a kick out of this little story:
We played a show in Illinois last Friday at Knox College. Great show with a beautiful crowd. As I was running off stage after the last song in our set, I managed to totally bite it, slipping on fog-juice that had spilled from the fog machine that was sitting off-stage. Yep, I totally flew threw the air, halted only by my knee smashing into a brick wall upon my fall. I mean I seriously pounded into this wall! THEN, I literally DRAGGED myself off-stage so no one would see me writhing on the floor, holding my knee!
Amanda followed me and tried to help out, but the crowd kept cheering for an encore! I couldn't go out in that much pain! So, Amanda thought fast and went back out onstage with the guys. She quickly broke into a rendition of "Time After Time," made famous by Cyndi Lauper. The guys had no clue what was happening and why they were playing this song (we never play that song!) as they had walked off the stage in the other wing and hadn't seen me.
So while they're playing, I'm literally on the floor, holding my knee a la "Family Guy" (see this video clip: http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g87/DADEZ305FINEZT/?action=view¤t=peterhurtshisknee.flv). Eventually, I get up enough strength to hobble back out onto the stage to finish the night with a very "cautious" version of "Help Me Let Me Let Myself Be Loved." The audience never knew the wiser (until now).
So, I haven't been running at all this week, and have been playing it pretty easy. Just one more reason why I absolutely hate fog machines. :)
Steven
We played a show in Illinois last Friday at Knox College. Great show with a beautiful crowd. As I was running off stage after the last song in our set, I managed to totally bite it, slipping on fog-juice that had spilled from the fog machine that was sitting off-stage. Yep, I totally flew threw the air, halted only by my knee smashing into a brick wall upon my fall. I mean I seriously pounded into this wall! THEN, I literally DRAGGED myself off-stage so no one would see me writhing on the floor, holding my knee!
Amanda followed me and tried to help out, but the crowd kept cheering for an encore! I couldn't go out in that much pain! So, Amanda thought fast and went back out onstage with the guys. She quickly broke into a rendition of "Time After Time," made famous by Cyndi Lauper. The guys had no clue what was happening and why they were playing this song (we never play that song!) as they had walked off the stage in the other wing and hadn't seen me.
So while they're playing, I'm literally on the floor, holding my knee a la "Family Guy" (see this video clip: http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g87/DADEZ305FINEZT/?action=view¤t=peterhurtshisknee.flv). Eventually, I get up enough strength to hobble back out onto the stage to finish the night with a very "cautious" version of "Help Me Let Me Let Myself Be Loved." The audience never knew the wiser (until now).
So, I haven't been running at all this week, and have been playing it pretty easy. Just one more reason why I absolutely hate fog machines. :)
Steven
