The 8x10 has a long and proud tradition in the Balitmore live music scene, hosting some of the biggest bands in music history. In 2003 the old club was in bad need of a new, revamped image. A new owner ushered in the new era, remolding the entire club, updating the whole space and changing the name to The Funkbox. For the first two years under the new image The Funkbox was rated the best music club in Baltimore by the Citypaper and AOL.
I was the production manager. Simply put it was my job to make sure there was a concert and a party every night of the week. Sounds simple right? There is more that goes into putting on a concert than one might think. The music industry is a complex and deeply guarded industry with more contracts than I ever thought could exist. However, nothing compared to the fast paced, never ending behind the scenes of a rock show.
It was my job to follow behind the promoter who would seek out and book bands and artists. After that I took over. Contacting agents and road managers verifing contracts and riders. Setting up advance ticket sale and fully operating TicketMaster services. I had to set up hotel reservations (try doing that when the Yankees or the Steelers are in town) dinner reservations, account for bands riders and hospitality and handling all aspects of service for the band including the part they liked best, when they got paid.
Down on the show floor I had to make sure the bars were inventoried and stocked for the shows, making sure cusotmer services were ready to go, instructing the staff, training new employess and making the shows run as smooth as possible.
I also kept the website up to date, handled the mailing lists, our street team of advertisers and ticket sales for every show TicketMaster held in the mid-Atlantic area. When I did my job correctly no one in the audience would ever know the preperation and planning that went into every single show, every single day, a seemless transition from doors open to doors closed for the night. And when my day could start at 9AM and go until 4AM the next day, I was always glad there was a couch upstairs.