long ago as a young hotshot lead player. (or so I thought)
A band I was in was playing a gig at a local club one night. We all thought we were hot shit since we had recently won a local Battle of The Bands. It was a slow night, not a whole lot of people out that night. A gentleman came in and sat and watched for a bit. It was obvious he was from the nearby Air Force Base because of his regulation haircut and the way he carried himself. During the break he came up and chatted with us and asked if we would mind if he sat in. He said he had his guitar in his car. We said sure no problem, its slow, perfect night for it. He headed out to retrieve his guitar. Being the young smart asses we were we thought this would be good for a laugh, some straight amateur GI guitar player might liven up the night. We saw him coming in through the door carrying one of the cheapo Japanese guitars common at the time ( early 70's) by the neck. We started elbowing each other and laughing. I volunteered to sit down and let him use my amp. The guys got up and decided on a slow blues tune for him to Jam on.
You probably saw this coming........the guy smoked us. He made that cheapo Japanese guitar sound like Hendrix playing a Fender Strat. Way better player than I and the other guitar player in our band. All the while he stayed very humble and nice to us. Snotty kids lesson learned. Don't be judgemental about your fellow players. Everyone is on the road from the time you start playing until you can't no more. Just enjoy the differences and lend a hand when you can.
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