Session drama - only the pig likes it.
So, i was at my local tonight.
There’s a bodhran ‘player’ - you know what i mean. The kind that ruin a session for everyone. With no rhythm. As LOUD and as insensitive as poss. Also you end up playing at his speed, and with all the space in the tune squeezed out. He’s dreaded for his appearances. Anyway, i was stuck next to him all night.
A friend looked over and commiserated with a look - you know? I shrugged and raised my eyes heavenwards. Anyway Mr No Sensitivity caught this and rather abruptly asked me what was my problem. So i said ‘you’re playing way too loud, and you’re speeding up.’ Bear in mind, this was in the middle of a set of tunes. Not really the place for a nuanced debate.
So, i felt like i’d said enough or maybe too much, you know? But i thought, never mind, its a session where people are forever telling other musicians or punters to shut up if there’s a song or someone had first dibs on starting a set. In his position i’d have felt bad or irked for 30 seconds and got on with my life
Half an hour later, i glance his way, and he’s eyeballing me aggressively, i look away, he’s continuing, after 5 minutes or so i ask HIM what his problem is. Ofc, its all my fault, i’m imagining things, he says. He tells me aggressively to keep MY eyes to myself and not speak to him again. Or else. Yes really. Or else.
So i had to ask or else what? He said whatever you like. Told him to F away off and while he was at it to learn his instrument. I come there to play tunes that’s it.
Feeling slightly irked i continued playing and ignored. I was in danger of actually enjoying my night, obviously that couldn’t be allowed to stand. At the end he’s giving me more dumb insolence, in my face, and I lost my cool, unfortunately i feel like i came off looking like the aggressor even when he took digs at my mental health & that i sometimes busk. He played the put upon innocent well, and i wasn’t particularly good at conveying how aggressive he’d been being. It helped him that he hadn’t said all that much - mostly fairly unambiguous non-verbal aggression.
Handbags at 5 paces really, but i feel like i came off worst socially, and that i have more to lose. Typical that nasty pieces of work with a line in psychological jiu-jitsu get to ‘win’. I guess that old adage about not wrestling with a pig - you both get dirty but only the pig likes it.