I can attest to it...
MANY years playing lead guitar in club bands.
MANY fights with girlfriends and then wife due to broads hanging all over me...
Yeah... I AM smiling right now... hehehe... Those were good days.
I don’t think I EVER paid for my own drinks back then.
What a blast that must have been! {^)
I used to like to go party with the local bands after the bars closed, in my wild and wanton yute in a small rowdy town. It's a wonder any of us survived. I can think of one tall guitar player, all the girls loved him (including my bar-hopping buddy). One night driving home his van ended up in a ditch, poor guy. He wasn't even a heavy drinker or druggie, just a nice kind of gentle guy. It was very sad. But on the whole .. most of us pulled through. A lot of 'em even became conservatives!!! {^)
Hmmm....works both ways, I think. One of the reasons my husband pursued me is because I play the guitar. Said he’d seen too many instances, just like yours, of girlfriends/wives making their men quit playing because of jealousy. Even went through it with one girlfriend himself, and he dumped her to play drums. Said he would NEVER give up playing, so he had to find a woman who played, also. Been working pretty great for 30+ years now. He plays bass now, and we have a little acoustic trio called Black Dog (NOT a Zeppelin thing) and play all around the Puget Sound.