Back in 1978, Mother Blues in Dallas was a great club, and the band Southern Cross was great and very fun to mix. One night, "Tiny" the bouncer tossed a drunk out the front door, but the guy still wanted to rock! Since Tiny was stationed at the front door, the drunk guy couldn't possibly gain entrance there.
Let me digress a bit here: Tiny was huge and really ugly. I have been to a million clubs, and Tiny was the ugliest and meanest bouncer of them all. All the other bouncers together could not hurt Tiny: he could beat them all up at once and would probably enjoy doing it. Tiny was a nice guy, but he still scared me! Back to the story… the drunk guy couldn't get past Tiny, so he wandered around to the side of the club, where the stage door was located.
While the band was playing away in mid-set, the side stage metal door comes flying off the cinderblock wall, knocking over the keyboard player's Leslie 142, which was stacked on an amp. The Leslie falls onto the percussion rig and the bass player's amp, which falls into the drumset. Needless to say, the band is surprised. And in the middle of the tangle of amps, drums, percussion stuff and door, there is the slightly addled drunk who had been tossed out the front door.
Before we can figure it all out, Tiny comes bounding across the stage and grabs the drunk idiot. I once saw Tiny hit a guy five times before he hit the ground, which was amazing because the guy was knocked cold on the first punch. Picture a gorilla hitting a rag doll. So needless to say, we couldn't "discuss" the incident with the guy who pushed in the door because Tiny "escorted" him back outside. We propped up the door, set up the amps and carried on. From my FOH perspective it was a pretty funny sight when the door came crashing into the band! It was funnier to me than to the band, though!
