One we played a couple of years ago in South Carolina. “Grand Opening” for a recycling company. Mountains of stone, gravel, dirt and metal everywhere. The event planner who hired us had an elaborate tent set up with wines and cheeses, servers in uniform, the whole nouveau riche pretense. Kinda funny in what was basically a dump. (We've played a lot of dumps, but this was a real one) grin


Problem was that the tent had been pitched on top of what was probably an old manure pile; manure odor and the attendant flies. 90 degree summer heat. Flies everywhere. Lovely.


Fortunately, we had our trusty Stanley floor fans, which move a lot of air. They kept the flies off of us while we played. Ended up only having to play 1 ½ sets, got paid (very well), went home laughing.

This is a glamorous business all right. laugh