8th Rhythm Guitarist: "I'm telling you, Karyn, I can't hear enough of my guitar in the monitor."
Karyn: "That cord on the floor in front of you...Try plugging it into your guitar."
8th Rhythm Guitarist: "Hey! Don't tell me what I need to do. You're just a freaking roadie. Turn me up in the monitor."
Karyn: "Ok. I've turned it up. Now, plug in your guitar and try it again."
8th Rhythm Guitarist: "Did you turn it up? I still can't hear it."
7th Rhythm Guitarist: "I'm telling you guys. I'm beginning to think that having 8 rhythm guitars in the band might be one too many."
3rd Percussionist: "I don't know about that."
Karyn: "Plug it in. Plug it in. Plug it in."
8th Rhythm Guitarist: "I'm still not hearing anything. Why don't you ask someone who knows what they're doing to turn it up for you?"
Karyn: (mutters) "If I have to come up there myself..."
8th Rhythm Guitarist: (blood drains from face as Karyn approaches) "Oh, this cord? I don't know why you didn't plug that in before. I'll fix it for you." (plugs in cord) "Is it turned up yet?"
Karyn: (counts to 20 before responding) "That's a great idea. Why don't I just boost it a wee bit more?" (cranks gain all the way) "Okay, make sure you get right down in front of the monitor and give me a great big power chord."
8th Rhythm Guitarist: "It's about time." (kneels down in front of the monitor wedge and hits an Am)
7th Rhythm Guitarist: "Wow! I've never seen sound peel someone's face clean off."
4th Bassist: "I have. That's how I got this gig."
7th Rhythm Guitarist: "I've got to start playing in a smaller band."
Karyn: "Is anyone else unhappy with the monitor mix?"
(silence)