Tried posting this on another very active forum, but didn't get a single response. Maybe it's too touchy a subject. A thread here reminded me of a time when I got kicked out of a band. This was back in the early 70's and I got kicked out for wanting to play music that would get us gigs. Even though I loved the music we were playing, we were having a tough time getting a lot of bookings. I was playing bass back then and they kicked the guitarist and me out. About a week later, the guitarist gets a call from a friend that has a gig that night, can he play it and does he know any bass players. We wound up joining the band and I was playing with them for the next several years. I paid for my college, my equipment, my car and a ton of beer and unprescribed pharmaceuticals. I started playing full time with that band and that got me started as a "professional" musician. Anyone else have a similar story? Tales of woe also welcome. Sometimes there just isn't enough sugar to make the lemons sweet. I have another story which doesn't have such a happy ending which I'll share later.