Post #140371 by tikibars on Wed, Feb 9, 2005 6:52 PM

I was blessed with an opportunity to work with Jimmy about 5 years ago. He doesn't travel with his own organ (no jokes, please, this is a serious matter), so we had to make sure one was rented for him (I said, NO JOKES).

We called literally every single instrument rental house in the midwest, and had about five trucks lined up in the alley behind the venue. Jimmy came in and played the one we thought was the best (and had set up on stage). He said "This organ sucks!". So we had it carted away. The next one was brought in, and set up, and he played it...
"This organ sucks!".

So one at a time, each rental house brought their instrument in, and he hated them all.

So we brought the very first one back in, since he hated theem all equally, but the rest of us agreed it was the bst of the bunch. We talked to his manager, who was going to break the news to Jimmy that he'd have to perform on an "inferior" organ (It was in perfect condition!).

While we were having the talk, Jimmy had sat down at the organ, had been playing it while we were talking, and (not realizing it was one of the ones he'd played already) he said "Ah, finally, a good one!".

The gig was smokin'.