Okay, heckler story. I've told this over at TGP and who knows, maybe even here too.
March 1974, it's spring break, Commander Cody and the Lost Planet Airmen (Bill Kirchen, guitar) are playing at a big theater in Cambridge MA. The opening act is bluegrass god Doc Watson, solo.
The audience is good and drunked up for a rockin' Cody concert. I'm out of school and ready for a good time too.
Doc Watson is doing his intricate, tremendous bluegrass and gospel singing and picking, and personally I'm entranced.
But when he finishes one song, some guy yells <Bahstin accint> ...
"Bring ahn the Cammandah!"
Some tiny little gal in the second row, wearing an oversize US army field jacket, stands up, turns around and in a voice that carries to the third balcony screams:
"Shut the f!ck up! Aintchoo got no respeck?!"
The place went nuts and even Doc Watson was grinning. He finished his set in peace and quiet.
=K