It’s very hard to get a group of musicians together who can get along. I put a band together once. Man, we were tight! None of us liked each other was the problem.
It's kind of an odd aside, but a roadie for a Grateful Dead cover band once told me that he knew it would be a good show when they came in pi**ed off at each other. "Call me a crappy bass player? Take THIS!"
I always tried to help my band buddies but it takes something intangible to break out. Talent alone isn't enough.
Her fiance was driving the pickup, she was in the middle, and I was in the passenger seat. And Up On Cripple Creek came over the radio, and both of us guys started belting out the chorus like a couple of wounded screech owls.
She never knew what hit her.
Lol!