Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States Of America
This show will always remain clear in my head. By this point my band, Uncle Otto's Truck had set up quite a few of these Group Motion shows and things were going well. On a good weekend, we brought in about 400 to 600 bucks, which when you're young is a good thing. This was to be our last show at Group Motion and one of the final shows ever for Uncle Otto's Truck, little did I know I would soon be joining the Bloodhound Gang and where it would take me over the next few years. During the Bloodhound Gang set, it was quite dark in the room and at one point as the lights hit the crowd I remember thinking, "damn, there's a lot of people here and a lot of them are holding liquor in their hands."
I was a bit panicked because we weren't supposed to have alcohol there in the room (it was actually a dance studio that they rented out to us), but I thought to myself, everything will be ok. I went back to check on some things at the door as the band finished their set and suddenly I heard a huge commotion. Breaking glass and people shouting. I turned the corner and there was a full on huge ass fight in front of me. Daddy Long Legs was kicking away at someone, people were throwing random punches and all hell broke loose. I tried my best to calm things down, but I'm a big pussy so I didn't help much. By the time we got the place cleared and things calmed down, there was a lot of broken stuff in the room and we were missing some of the club's equipment. Needless to say, that was the end of my show promoting days.