When I was sixteen and had been trying to learn bass guitar for a few months, I got a group together to play a talent show at the church. We billed ourselves as "Airsick Clifton and Sour Cream." We played "The Nighttime is the Right Time," an old Ray Charles song which I knew from Creedence Clearwater Revival (my first favorite group). We arranged for several of the girls in the audience to mob the stage screaming (ala Beatles). It was a hoot.Another appearance about the same time (I really can't remember which was first) and with many of the same folks was in a jug band. I played Jew's harp, we had kazoos, and a garbage can bass (like a washtub bass but much taller) and we played "Turkey in the Straw" and "She'll be Comin' Round the Mountain." Ah, the good old days.
PS my entire musical "career" has been limited to similar situations.