Bud comes up with a creative way to get around a bar manager who’s a chauvinistic creep. Well, perhaps I did…
There were always these “scary” manager types at the bars I played at. They’d greet you at the door with a growl and only smiled when they kept your money. I quickly learned I could make more shooting weddings on a Saturday night then I did playing in a band, plus I didn’t drink my profits at the bar we were playing! Actually had one gig where the band OWED money at the end of the night.
The band OWED money at the end of the night? I didn’t know you were one of The Good Ol’ Blues Brothers Boys!