"You have to really start worrying when they drop down a Cyclone Fence in front of the band on the stage! surprised"

When I first started play out, my drummer got us a gig in a real redneck bar. Our only requirement was to play plenty of Hank Williams. What we didn't know was that there was chicken wire accrossed the stage. Sure enough, about an hour into our gig the fights started, with beer bottles flying everywhere. They liked us alright, but we passed on any more.