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I once played a gig at a crap pub in Southampton. Midway through our set, some hammered old bloke wandered in off the street, starting dancing like a maniac, got completely nude and got in a fight with a man dressed as a skeleton (at least I assume it was a man dressed as a skeleton, I suppose it could have just been a skeleton). Best reception we've ever had.
I was in a punk band. We played a Sunday afternoon gig in a skittle alley in Glyn-Neath. The support act was a stripper. Her mum (about 75 years old) stood beside the stripper catching her clothes. It was some kind of allegory.
Then we went on...
The crowd started shouting “strippers strippers” “get em off lads”. It began to escalate further and the audience started to bowl the the skittle balls down the alley at us.
We were paid £120 for that gig.
No dog eggs though