I always chuckle to myself when you turn up to a gig and the swirling unintended feedback caused by a rogue mic left on somewhere on the stage goes completely unchecked by the jaded alcoholic masquerading as a sound engineer. He’ll have his feet up on the desk texting a mate or more likely playing snake II, as he neither has mates, or a decent phone. Anyone else got any favourite experiences from the local toilet venue?