Kurt tells about playing an Oscar de la Renta gig at the original Nieman Marcus store in Dallas. John tells about getting punched in the face at a gig. Kurt tells the infamous purple gift bag story.

Backstage shenanigans at an orchestra concert where the hydraulics aren't working on the lowered pit. The amazing concert music of Larry Cabbage and the Cabbage/Abruzi synapse enhancer. University committees making musical decisions and the most painful national anthem. Weird band gigs.

Mike talks about the time his drummer got tackled in the middle of a gig. Kurt tells about a homeless man wondering on stage in the middle of a concert. Mike tells about a dog that ran on stage. Kurt tells 3 translation stories including the "foreplay at a funeral" story. Mike tells about ordering a bass in Italian. (The instrument, not the fish...sort of.

Sibling episode! Kristen tells about a drunk fan with the recurring theme on this podcast of people attempting to compensate you with drugs. Kurt tells about a crazy New Year's Eve gig in 1999. Kristen tells about a creeper with a foot fetish. Kurt tells about body purification techniques.

Dale talks about tuning a piano next to a corpse. Kurt talks about meeting Bob Marley. Dale tells about pretending to be blind to get a tuning gig. Kurt tells about being mistaken for a homeless person.

Matt McGee talks about playing gigs with the pianist Giovanni from the QVC/Home Shopping Network. Kurt talks about Swartz and Pate and the Broadway Theatre Project.

Beth and Kurt trade stories about high school musical mishaps followed by adventures in community choir directing

All animal edition! Jonathan tells about busking in San Francisco. I tell about getting fired because a rabbit died. Surprise manatee story at the end.

Sarah and Kurt trade stories back and forth about nightmares at weddings including inappropriate musical choices, problems with processionals, fire alarms, and wind.

Jason Mendelson tells about playing a gig at the White House. Kurt tells about accidentally finding himself in the front row at a biker wedding.