Tuesday, October 27, 2009
When I was working at the SFBG I was going to 3-5 shows a week. Since I wasn't making much scrilla and a lot of bookers were generous in offering me list, I often would take them up on the offer, or else ask nicely to be put on the list for shows. I tried not to abuse the power of the press, but sometimes I ended up feeling like an asshole, especially when a booker or publicist would forget to put me on the list and I'd have to insist my way in at the door. It didn't always work, and in the end, I learned to print out e-mails as proof.