I thought I would share a short story from the Battles tour from when they stopped at Manchester, and why I now have a lifetime grudge against someone I haven't even seen.
So, a few songs in and everyone is digging the new songs, John pummeling Tricentennial and Dot Com sounding more perfect than ever. Atlas begins and everyone is having a good time, with dancing and drinks. problem with drinks in the crowd isn't just that some people get completely wasted, one person threw a full beer cup on stage. And where does it land? All over Ian's setup. After John brings Atlas to a short finish, it's clear that something has gone wrong. Ian has to bring the bad news, the show is gonna stop early. Dave takes the mic, and apologizes for everyone else who is capable of keeping their drinks inside of them. As Dave said "Usually, it was my teacher who said this, but I guess there's not much else for me to say. There's always one person who ruins it for everyone else", and more memorably "Whoever you are, you know who you are, fuck you". After the angry mob dies down, they finish with The Yabba to conclude an otherwise great concert. I got three things out of that night, an amazing performance, discovering Buke and Gase, and fortunately, I got Dave's broken guitar string (Which I still have kept alongside the tickets to the show). Overall, it was still a great night.