Great thread
On stage at City Poly early-mid 80s. My hair was somewhere between Mike Peters
and Tony James
Largely as the result of lot of......
....that my them GF, a stylist, used to apply for me
Anyway, mid gig, I became aware of two things going on at much the same time
1. A weird, sickly, smouldering smell
2. The audience paying an unusual amount of attention to the bass player
So, transpires that Andy, the keyboard player, had nonchalantly flicked a cigarette across the stage, by luck it had been caught in my 14-18" high barnet, had apparently smouldered there a while before igniting the spray with the result that my hair had pretty much started to melt. Guitarist helpfully came over and put it out with a few hefty downward pats to my cranium. Frankly I wish we'd had a malfucntioning smoke machine to hide it all, it was not a good look at any level.
Had it all cropped off a few days later, nothing to do with health & safety and everything to do with minimising the chance that anyone who'd been at the gig would recognise me 👍