Originally Posted By: Jim Fogle
I was drummer in my elder brothers rock & roll band. For a few summers we had a weekly gig playing the Folly Beach (beach area close to Charleston, South Carolina) Pier and Pavilion.

The stage was huge but the electrical was lacking; EVERYTHING used extension chords to connect to one electrical outlet. When it was time to take a break the main extension chord was unplugged and the jukebox was plugged in!

One sunny day our Mom made us take our younger brother with us. There we are playing our hearts out and wowing the crowd with our showmanship and musical skills. Younger brother walks across the stage to let older brother know he is going swimming. Band is wailing! Younger brother trips across extension chord! Then there is just me playing sudden and unexpected drum solo!

When I use to tell the story my younger brother use to comment by telling the name of the song we were playing; what say ye, Charlie?


All I have to say about that day is the lyrics were rewritten to include ugly words and my name.....

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