OK, more tales from the darkside of gigging. Just as I was about to go on tonight, something flew into my ear. And stayed there. To the point where it was flapping around inside and I couldn’t get it out. I went into the men’s room and tried water, the blow dryer, anything I could, and I could still feel - and HEAR - it fucking around in there (and it was LOUD). I came out and went on and made it through one song with this shit, and then took my vodka and grapefruit and poured it in there. It finally came flying out during a high note in the second song. What really pisses me off is that it didn’t even have the decency to offer to buy the next round.