Tuck's list, as breathtaking and comprehensiveas it is, still leaves a few bases untouched, and I feel fortunate in being able to supplement him, albeit it in a humble way, with these items from my own, admittedly more limited experience--

The night our glam rock parody band was booked in a teen-dance club in Grand Ledge, Michigan. and, after one tune, they gave the kids back their money, closed the club, and paid us to leave--

The night our lead singer's PA was reposessed in the middle of our show--

Or the night our lead singer's wife got drunk told our blind drummer(who was actually the best musician in the band) that he was "holding the band back"

The night someone picked up a barstool during my amusing rendition of "Okie from Muskogee" and threw it through the big expensive mirror behind the bar, prompting other patrons to attempt to exceed the damage in scope and cost-- forcing the bar to close for the rest of the summer--

Or maybe the night someone was shot on the other side of a large picture window which, coincidentally, was the back of our stage--

There's no business like show business--