Wedding Gig Stories

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  1. mchs3d

    mchs3d Mezzo Forte User

    Sep 30, 2005
    Provo, UT
    I was curious as to what some of your wedding gig "stories" were. I'll go first!

    A couple weeks ago I played a gig in Park City, Utah. It is such a beautiful place, if you haven't been there. The wedding was at the top of the mountain, and they only had me play Clarke's "Prince of Denmark March" (I didn't even get all the way through it). Anyway, after the wedding, we rode the alpine slide down. And I got paid! So it was a worthwhile gig. What are some interesting wedding gig stories?
  2. trickg

    trickg Utimate User

    Oct 26, 2003
    Considering that my primary gig since 2001 has been playing in an upscale wedding dance band to the tune of 30-40 weddings a year, I've seen all kind of things. Bawling bridesmaids, Bridezillas, wardrobe malfunctions, barfing brides, (just a leeeeetle too much to drink) boorish best men, weeping maids of honor, dance floor faceplants, etc. There's plenty of time for more of that though.

    There is one particular wedding gig story I'd like to share though. That day I was running late having gotten caught in some traffic running a morning errand, so I jumped in the shower, shaved, threw on my tux and raced over to the church. When I got to the church I realized that I had nicked myself shaving and had gotten blood on the collar of the tux shirt, so I rummaged around in the church office, came up with a bottle of White-Out, and dabbed that over the blood as a cover, which worked better than you might think. At this point I was really running late and had yet to blow a note for the day, so I went behind the church and played through a couple of chromatic scales. Everything seemed to be in order, fortunately, because I had no time left, so I grabbed my music, went out and touched base with the organist, and started in on the wedding ceremony pre-music, which all went suprisingly well considering that I didn't even come close to doing a real warm up.

    Eventually the bridal party showed up, and at the high sign, we cranked into the processional - the Clarke Trumpet Voluntary. The wedding processional was interesting - the bridesmaids practically ran down the aisle, which was completely unlike how it had gone at the rehearsal, so I hardly got through any of the Clarke trumpet voluntary before the bride came around the corner - she looked like she was hyperventilating and was about to pass out. Man, was she nervous!

    At that point I put my horn down on my stand, stepped forward and got married. ;-) That was 22 years ago this month.
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  3. gbshelbymi

    gbshelbymi Mezzo Piano User

    Jan 3, 2013
    Travelers Rest, SC
    Nice story, Trick!
  4. Buck with a Bach

    Buck with a Bach Fortissimo User

    Dec 29, 2009
    Canton, Ohio
    Nothing like multi-tasking, TG:roll::lol::oops:
  5. jake g

    jake g Pianissimo User

    Nov 12, 2009
    Well my story did not start out to be funny but it turned out to be OK.
    To the right of the band and on the dance floor the kitchen people had placed the 4 tiered cake on a table that had been covered with a white table cloth. The table had folding legs and when assembled one leg had not clicked into the locked position. I had just finished the first solo and the sax had taken the 2nd. I walked over to the table, horn in hand, and leaned on the corner of the table. The leg folded and the cake rolled off with each tier going in a different direction. I ran out on to the floor and directed traffic around the tiers.
    The kitchen help took the tiers into the kitchen and returned the cake to the table 30 minutes later. The cake looked as good as new and all ended OK.
  6. strad116055

    strad116055 Pianissimo User

    May 27, 2014
    tuxedo story: there was a fabulous trumpet player named john howell who ended his career in chicago. his tux pants had split at the knee. when the trumpet section was standing up for the gig, it posed no problem. when the section was sitting down, john took a magic marker and colored his leg where it showed through.
  7. Dave Mickley

    Dave Mickley Forte User

    Nov 11, 2005
    Was playing in a big band for a wedding reception and the bride requested Someone to Watch Over Me. She decided she wanted to sing along during my solo I had a valve stick half way down, sounded like a sick cow. The valve guide was worn and the valve cocked in such a way that I actually had to pull it up. It was free and finished my solo with her singing. At the break I went over to apologize and before I could say anything she thanked me saying it was the most beautiful solo she ever heard. She was so wrapped up in her own singing she didn't hear my screw up.
  8. mike ansberry

    mike ansberry Forte User

    Dec 30, 2003
    Clarksville, Tennessee, U
    Played a friends wedding about 30 years ago. Playing the Voluntary for the bride. She froze and missed her entrance. The 5th time through the Voluntary she decided to go ahead down the aisle. It all went well, but I had chewed a hole through the skin in my lower lip where there used to be a callous.
  9. bumblebee

    bumblebee Fortissimo User

    Jan 21, 2010
    Great Southern Land
    I've only played at one wedding, and that was for a wealthy local lady who married a hotelier from the next county. I was only 16 and barely knew her, but she had heard me play with the local brass band and really wanted the "Trumpet Voluntary" (Prince of Denmark's March) with the organ. I was in the crowd as she exited the church, she broke away from her new husband and gave me a quick hug which I was quite surprised about, and made more than a bit embarrassed. Not used to that at all. A few days later the organist dropped off my share of her fee (£20, which was a lot for me back then) and told me how happy the bride had been (queue more mild embarrassment).

  10. gmonady

    gmonady Utimate User

    Jan 28, 2011
    Dayton, Ohio
    Did a private wedding at an outdoor venue. When we were finished, I went over to my case, and bent down to put my horn away. Within moments, I felt may buttock at the inner thigh by may man sac being squeezed. I turned around immediately, and was shocked that it was the BRIDE! I told her the band had already been paid, but this was going to cast extra. She then stuck a $20 bill down my pants... And she was wearing white. Yeah... I bet!!!

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