I was playing Monks in San Diego an R&B club in the mid eighties, when 15 minutes into a break between the 3rd and 4th sets this good looking very drunk girl grabs me by the sleeves with her hands and attempts to force me out the front door to her car. I told her several times I needed to get back on stage but she wouldn't let go. She kept yelling at me "I am going to F*** you brains out".Finally when she lost her balance and footing down she went flat on her back.
I first started gigging Rock in clubs at 18 on a military base in the seventies. One time this very drunk marine came close to the stage and acted like he was really groovin and screamed out "I love this music, I love this Music" when all of a sudden he whips it out and starts peeing on the guitar players amp.
