You’re not supposed to have nonessential people just loitering like that during a show. It was a bad energy, man… volatile. I accidentally jostled one of them, trying to squeeze past him to get to the can, and he got in my face and called me a faggot. I wasn’t trying to get my head bashed in, there was still a lot of show left, so I apologized—“Easy, brother, it’s all right.” And the dude laughed and slapped me on the back like we were old friends. That kind of schizo shit is so not cool.
