I remember the day we first signed our contract for a small east coast tour of a popular franchise club. It was a great day of partying. We were going to make some money and do what we love most. Rock the house.

We made it to the first show , barely , got lost a few times , the bus driver was driving under the influence and had the IQ of a 6yr old. I don't think he could read either. We fired him and hired the first homeless dude we saw wandering the streets that knew how to spell : bus.

The roadies set up at the first club and we did the sound check and everything was awesome. Later that night we took the stage and blew the kids away. the girls were crying and the boys were jumping on the tables and screaming. It was going to be a show to remember. The crowd was going wilder and wilder with every song we played.

At the final encore, the crowd was going so wild we decided to smash our instruments in true "Who" rock star style.

The manager of the club went nuts ,   I mean absolutely "NUTS".

He was so pissed at us for doing that we were banned  from ever playing

at Chuckie Cheese's all across the country.

that was the end of our GIG....