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I played one night whilst full of the lurgy. Ended up right next to the changing room, was able to nip thru the curtain, while still playing to throw up in the sink. And yes I did clean it up afterwards, before anyone else was allowed in there.
My band mates loaded in for me and I put a drum stool behind me, which allowed me to sit down during the gig when I really needed to.
Took a few paracetamol and drank Red Bull.
I would've been better able to do the gig if I hadn't had to do a shift at work in the daytime, but I couldn't phone in sick and then play a local three hour wedding gig in the evening.
If you have the shits it's a different matter, but if I can more or less stand up I can play guitar.
I guess I could take my guitar stool and a thick arran sweater and pretend to be Val Dominican.
Earlier this year I did a gig whilst suffering from pneumonia. I managed to carry my guitar in from the car, but then had to sit down. During the break I lay down, but adrenaline saw me through. It might be worth getting someone else to drive you.
Was sat in the corner right before due to go on feeling sorry for my self, singer comes up to me and starts rubbing my shoulders for a minute, said "ahh, you'll be fine" then pulled the chair away from me... All i could think was that he had surprisingly soft hands.. gig was fine.