Times you have made an ass out of yourself irl with music

irl? 587 minutes? you must have a lot of stamina then.

i prefer the 43,200 minute mix. It lasts the whole month of November.

"Based on a series of novels by Del James"

I thought Styx's "Best of Times" was Billy Joel until like 2 years ago

also spent years trying to remember the title of the "ha ha hoo hoo ha ha hoo hoo ha ha hoo hoo ha ha" song only to realize it was just the ending of "Crimson and Clover"

I tried to do Destiny's Child's Say My Name at a karaoke bar once, failed miserably and made an ass of myself. Partly because not all the lyrics were on the screen, but also because the minimalistic beat meant I could hear my own out of tune voice and so I shrivelled up. Aaahhhhhhhh

a lot of these stories are just the musicians being dicks

Otm. Has anyone told any Jonathan Richman stories yet?

standing in line outside the lounge ax, drunk after dead-end work, super furry animals opening for olivia tremor control. two other kids are stoked about SFA and i badger them about how much better OTC are. SFA proceed to blow OTC off the stage

Just remembered another one: I was 14 or so and hanging at my friend's house after school. We used to listen to the radio and eat cheez-its every single day. her older brother was home that day and "let my love open the door" came on the radio. he knew my friend and i were into music and he'd hang out with us sometimes. this day he asked "do you know who this is?" and i was super sure of myself and said "The Kinks" very confidently, as if the answer was self-evident. Whoops.

Most of my ass-making musical moments revolve around me being wrong but sure of myself, not me actually behaving like an ass.

Not me but someone I was seeing at the time ...we were at a friend's house who worked for drag city hanging out with some folks. a seemingly obvious Beatles song like and your bird can sing or you won't see me came on and my gf said "this is great, who is this?" and rian murphy did a triple take before saying "the beatles??" not that everyone should know every beatles song, but in a room of music nerds it seemed like sacrilege.

I’ve never heard of those songs

I met RM at a thing a few years back, and was a little disappointed in his ‘tude. He was “friendly” but a bit supercilious...

Not me, but a friend of mine used to work in a record store, and his coworker was getting heavily into Can, Neu!, Faust, and Cluster. One day the coworker waited on some German tourists and excitedly asked them, "HEY, DO YOU GUYS LIKE KRAUTROCK?" The German tourists were very confused and possibly offended.

And You Bird Can Sing is a pretty deep cut.

xp Oh, I love stuff like that. I was at a dinner recently where a younger Swedish guy was being pompous, so I decided to subtly troll him by asking his opinion of ABBA. (Of course, it turned out he mainly liked “dance music”... he asked me if I like ABBA, and I said, “Everyone likes ABBA!”)

I wouldn’t normally pull that, but it was time to amuse myself in that scenario.

hanging out backstage at an Urg@ 0verkill show, two friends have pot they intend to sell to band. take hit of friend A’s and momentarily blackout, knees buckling.

the band goes with friend A’s stuff.

my knees hurt for weeks and friend B gives me a hard time to this day.

In high school, a friend and I were at a Pizza Hut and some person or persons played “Love Shack”, which I hated at the time, two or three times on the jukebox. On our way out we put five dollars in the jukebox and played “Kokomo” twenty times.

^^There’s a fantastic John Mulaney bit called “The Salt and Pepper Diner” with a similar theme.

did that with Sister Ray at the Plaza in Madison when CD jukeboxes where a new thing.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QnkrL42R7gk

xps I know And Your Bird Can Sing (I do like that song) but I'm drawing a blank on You Won't See Me tbh. I'm not a Beatles fan really. Occasionally I even tell them to fuck off.

I thought "Let My Love Open the Door" was a Kinks song for years! Feel like you should get half-credit, LL

first time i heard beach house i thought it was a dude singing ;-(

I did too. Until just now.

lol

Just remembered the time I went to a Calvin Johnson show circa 2013. There were maybe 50 people there. He told a story about playing in a bar in the deep south. "Very redneck place... a man came up to me. They were playing '1999.' The man told me in a drawl, 'PLAY RASPBERRY BERET!'... to which I said, 'my friend, 'Raspberry Beret' is the whitest Prince song there is.'" Then I BOOOOOOED very loudly.... crickets.... I yelled "'RASPBERRY BERET' RULES!" ..... silence.... no one else booed.... I left 5 minutes later.

That's a time you were OTM about music and Calvin Johnson made an ass of himself.

I know, I know. It was late anyway.

I was at Napalm Death and when I'm drunk sometimes I yell "Hail Satan" at shows, which is annoying. but usually at shows that make sense, like Deicide. so I did it at Napalm Death and Barney's like "Hail Sata....what?", and my friend told me to shut up.

but then someone shouted something pro-Trump a moment later (it was merely two weeks after the election) and he was spared my ire. then my friend alerted Barney that his fly was open, saving little Barney from a cameo.

*I was spared his ire

i think calvin johnson overheard me make fun of him for wearing the big over-ear ear protectors at a show
i think one of the guys from q and not u overheard me make fun of how he was dressed (i guarantee i was dressed like shit while mocking him to my friends)

I did also once interrupt MC Hammer in the middle of a speech in 2009, where he started a chant that went

"I AM" - crowd: "Hammer"!

and on the third time, screamed "broke!", and the crowd around me erupted. the only time I've ever heckled at a show, mostly cos he was putting in a garbage performance, half-assed

Probably daily tbh

An old roommate of mine (ca 2003) was playing a record and it sounded good, after 3 or 4 songs I said "I like this, who is it?"
She says "This is the White Album by the Beatles???????????????"
me: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Lol

Asked a high fidelity clerk (that kind) why he didn’t play John Fahey in the store. He laughed and saiid cuz everyone would buy it

lol that would make pretty good movie dialog

Scene; An 'indie disco' in small town North of England, summer 1992

Me (to local DJ) Alright mate who's this song by *gestures at speakers*, is it Gallon Drunk?
Local DJ: No it's *glances at my Morrissey T.shirt*.. Morrissey
Me *GAAH*

FIN

Me, In Germany, to venue worker at after-show club night: "Is this music schlager?"
Her: "No, it's house."

Thus proving that I don't know the difference.

Once had a heated, stand up, righteous argument that in the air bass episode of Alan Partridge he was miming to a Japan song and not a Gary Numan song, oops.

I bet there's some schlager/house crossovers.

i lost a fiver to my friend in a bet because I said Feist's version of 'Limit To Your Love' was a cover of James Blake. I think I was getting mixed up with that Jose Gonzales cover of 'Heartbeats'

i want to know which morrissey track, piscesx!

During my senior year of college a cute neighbor knocked on my door and told me turn down my music. I was playing ‘Our House’ and ‘Burning Down The House’ on repeat for at least an hour.

Me, In Middle America to DJ at shitty hipster club: "Is this dubstep"
Her: "No, there'sa coffee machine malfunctioning in the kitchen"

Me: i'd like to suck on some of that

During my senior year of college a cute neighbor knocked on my door and told me turn down my music. I was playing ‘Our House’ and ‘Burning Down The House’ on repeat for at least an hour.

lol i was gonna say i had a neighbor like that during the 1 year i lived in a college dorm who listened to songs on repeat and i had to ask him to stop.
songs included:
Sarah McLachlan "Possession"
Corey Hart "Sunglasses at Night"
Depeche Mode "Personal Jesus"

we slept separated only by a cinderblock wall
i thought i was going to lose my mind

listened to songs on repeat and i had to ask him to stop.
songs included:
Sarah McLachlan "Possession"

this is me whoops

In the late ‘90s, I was riding the NYC subway; a large, stony-faced guy was sitting next to me, staring straight ahead, with hip-hop beats leaking out from beneath his headphones. Normally, I would never speak to a stranger on the subway (who would?) — but these beats sounded so cool, so exotic, I had to know what he was listening to!

I timidly tapped the fellow on the shoulder; he lifted one headphone and looked over at me.

“Uh, hey man... what are you listening to?”

He mumbled something in response I couldn’t make out. “Sorry?,” I asked.

He repeated himself, just a bit louder —

“Puff Daddy.”

incredible

Very shortly after I started buying music on vinyl, I went to Gramophone Records in Chicago - an institution in the city and for house music djs - I picked out a stack of pretty good finds, mostly underground things that the (intimidating) guy working there approvingly started chatting with me about for a bit. I brought them over to the listening station and put one of the 12"s on but the dial (knob?) of the turntable had come off and, rookie I was, I didn't know how to switch it on. I had a brief moment of panic before I pretended to fuss around with it, drawing the guy's attention. I then put on the headphones and pretended to listen to it (it wasn't spinning, but I didn't care, kind of nodded my head to a pretend beat) for a few seconds. I then pretended to fuss with it some more, then really nonchalantly took out my phone pretending to check stuff. After another few seconds the guy walked over and really kindly - without making too much of it - leaned in and flicked it on, bringing the turntable to life.

It was very awkward. I ended up buying a couple of extra things out of embarrassment. He was very nice about it though.