Let he who is without sin cast the first stone, I say, so I can't talk. I've never been totally jarred on stage, but did fall asleep on stage on one occasion, after an all-night session and a long drive through Germany, and walked off a stage into thin air on another. Once I threw a pint of beer over a teenage girl who wouldn't shut up shouting at us to get off so her brother's group (who were on next) could play, then threw the dregs over her mother when she tried to start a fight. My, what fun we had in the good old days! Don