as far as horror stories go, i've got many. After a show too far to drive home from I had to share a single bed (the kind meant for one person) with a bisexual girl and my previous band's massive drummer. It was a strange night. Sleeping on floors really sucks, also. I think that given a choice, i'd sleep in my car. Also, big word of advice; never advertise for another bar when you play at a bar. The band who opened for one of my old bands had the misfortune of telling everyone that they were playing another bar the next night, causing the owner to throw them out, doing hundreds of dollars worth of damage to their equipment. I think it's funny, because who would be dumb enough to do that, but hey. I'd love to hear more horror stories.

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