We were doing an arts festival where I was cooking at a booth and going straight to the stage. The promoter was also a bass player and worked for me as as a cook. He had been booking our band locally for years and always felt it needed mentioning I played more with my feet than my hands. (the 80's - no pedalboard just boxes wired w/ patchcords). Got to the stage - baking Sun 95 degrees fahrenheit - nothing. We had to play our set, plugged straight into amp and shook the place. Dancing In The Streets. Not a dry bone in the crowd. Promoter never gave a disparaging remark ever again. And raved about our performance and professionalism.