The Automatic Music Explosion at Club Dynamite. The highlight moment of the night was the ending. This was classic. The AME tradition at Club Dynamite is to walk out the door leading to the sidewalk patio after “Next Generation.” They then come back in for an encore. On this specific night, Jodie turned to the rear door. She attempted to open the door. It wouldn’t open. She turned around to face Jeff and said with a sheepish look, “It won’t open.” With that, AME lapsed into confusion. Chris was the first to move. He headed off to the side door. Matt decided to head to the bar. I think both were expecting the rest of the band to follow them so that they could execute an alternative plan. Instead, Jodie and Jeff stuck close to the door. Max decided that since things weren’t going as planned (during the set, Max needed a snare drum brought in since he busted his mid-set) he would pick up one of Jodie’s tambourines. He began tossing it into the air. The crowd was also in a bit of confusion regarding their next move. See, the Club Dynamite crowd knows their role in all of this. They yell, “Encore, encore, encore.” Everyone knows their proper roles for the end of an AME Club Dynamite set. There were a few mild screams of “Encore,” but as the amusing situation unfolded the crowd began to splinter just like AME with some yelling “Holy Shit. Holy Shit” while others just clapped and screamed. Finally Matt walked back from the bar. He took the microphone and said, “That’s it.”
And then one of the bartenders walked pass them all and towards the door that Jodie was still hanging around at, opened it up and walked on through.
In business school, this would be a classic case study. Everyone in the band assumed Jodie knew what she was doing. After all, she’d done in numerous times, which led to the false assumption that the door was obviously jammed shut. No one double checked her “work.” Instead of checking to make sure the unusual outcome was correct, they accepted it. With that, AME broke down into separate entities versus sticking together as a single team. Hey, sorry, I have a business school background and since this was such a classic situation I had to throw in a little business school analysis.
Comment of the night: I hate digital cameras.
And then one of the bartenders walked pass them all and towards the door that Jodie was still hanging around at, opened it up and walked on through.
In business school, this would be a classic case study. Everyone in the band assumed Jodie knew what she was doing. After all, she’d done in numerous times, which led to the false assumption that the door was obviously jammed shut. No one double checked her “work.” Instead of checking to make sure the unusual outcome was correct, they accepted it. With that, AME broke down into separate entities versus sticking together as a single team. Hey, sorry, I have a business school background and since this was such a classic situation I had to throw in a little business school analysis.
Comment of the night: I hate digital cameras.
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