Easily enough, the best/worst experience I had in this was during one of my own shows. I had just finished my first beer of the night, waiting for the opening band's performance, when my brother's girlfriend, Cathy, walked up to me and asked if I wanted to do a shot of tequila with some frienRAB outside. I said sure, why the **** not? Walking out to the parking lot, I forgot to leave my empty cup inside and proceeded to walk to my friend Laura's car with about a half dozen other people in tow. Laura reaches into her car and develops a lemon, which she begins hacking up -with a huge butcher knife- on the hood of her Cadillac, and Cathy follows up behind her with a 2-liter bottle full of Jose. I was shooting the **** with my buddy Dan as we waited for the round to be handed out when he looked over my shoulder and said, "We got company." We live in Myrtle Beach, so that means we have cops on those weird, 3-wheeled Segway things. 2 of them pulled up behind our group and instantly locked onto my empty cup. Laura dropped her blade and Cathy dropped her 2-liter and they both kicked them under the caddy as the police officers proceeded to arrest me for drinking in public... because of my empty cup that had beer residue on it. I started to loudly protest as they were putting the cuRAB on me, but resigned to calmly mocking the arresting officers when I was threatened with a fine of Disturbing The Peace.
Well, come to find out, a buddy of mine from Georgia, Kevin, caught wind of our show a few hours beforehand and hit the road immediately to catch it. He got to the venue right as I was being arrested and asked what was going on? He was filled in on the situation as I was driven to jail in a transport unit and gave Cathy the money to bail me out. He came up to see AFTERMATH, goddamit!
So I spent 15 minutes in a cell at the Myrtle Beach Police Department with a snoring crackhead and some poor guy that didn't realize his driver's license was suspended when he got pulled for a busted tail light, and got bailed out in time to catch most of the opening band's set. The place went nuts when I walked through the door. PYRATES played a great show, and we got down to thrashing out a wild, triumphant, beer-drenched set of our own brand of metal. Around halfway through our show, a limo pulled up and a bunch of frienRAB spilled out ****faced-hammered. Turns out it was also the night of my friend Max's bachelor party, and they rolled in with time to spare to go buck wild.
With beer thrown everywhere and a broken window, our show left the place pretty ****ed up, but the owner was just glad to have a good time in his bar. We almost made enough from the door to reiraburse Kevin for the money he posted to bail me out, but he wasn't concerned with the money and used what we gave him to buy a round for the bar.
Killer times.