I’ve met Gibby a half-dozen times over the years. He was dating my ex’s best friend for a LONG time. There were good Gibby experiences and bad Gibby experiences.
One time, probably around 1995, I was backstage at Jannus Landing, when Club Detroit was still a thing, when he came to the greenroom. He opened the fridge, there was no beer, so he kicked the fridge over and poured out half a barrel of ice onto the floor above the bar. The water from the ice bucket dumped down onto the bartenders below. That was both a good and bad Gibby night…
At the same show, he was still doing the shooting beachballs with a shotgun loaded with rocksalt. He got the cops called on him for that. Maybe that’s why he came upstairs pissed off. :)
I’ve met Gibby a half-dozen times over the years. He was dating my ex’s best friend for a LONG time. There were good Gibby experiences and bad Gibby experiences.
One time, probably around 1995, I was backstage at Jannus Landing, when Club Detroit was still a thing, when he came to the greenroom. He opened the fridge, there was no beer, so he kicked the fridge over and poured out half a barrel of ice onto the floor above the bar. The water from the ice bucket dumped down onto the bartenders below. That was both a good and bad Gibby night…
At the same show, he was still doing the shooting beachballs with a shotgun loaded with rocksalt. He got the cops called on him for that. Maybe that’s why he came upstairs pissed off. :)