@beepster:  faces like this?  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQua5ZNd9PQ
 
As to road stories I have too many to list but one in particular comes to mind (which I may have told before...I've slept since then).  We got booked into a mammoth club in Fort Worth that had been a disco but which...starting with us...was switching over to Country.  The place, called Big Wooley's, was enormous and we started on a Friday night.  We played that night to a bartender, a waitress (the bartender sent the others home) and one solitary couple who proceeded to get as drunk as dammit, fall in the middle of the dance floor and start into the most gawd-awful fully clothed writhing and humping I've ever witnessed.  It took the bartender and two of us to get them apart, upright and out the door.  The next night we didn't play at all as we arrived about 20 minutes after someone was killed in the parking lot with a shotgun and so the police had taped off the area and closed the club.  And that's one of FUN experiences. 

C'mon Myolpal!  The best has always been Robin! 
 
I recall thinking about starting a Flock of Seagulls tribute band, but I didn't have the hair for it.

yorolpal
We got booked into a mammoth club in Fort Worth that had been a disco but which...starting with us...was switching over to Country. 

Reminded me of a similar "what are we doing here?" kind of experience. We'd been booked into a mammoth beer hall, which had been featuring strippers for the past year but had decided to resume live music - starting with us. This was in British Columbia, which is famous for its anachronistic liquor laws, one of which bans advertising music for beer halls. So none of the patrons was aware that a band was coming in.
 
So there we are in a room that seats a thousand people - a thousand men - we're looking at them and they're looking at us and it's feeling very awkward. Finally one guy shouts "you're not gonna take yer clothes off, are ya?". I replied "we won't if you won't!". That broke the ice and by the end of the week we had pretty good crowds - of mixed gender, thankfully.
 
Turned out to be a good gig. We stayed for two weeks and came back several times. Became friends with some of the strippers, who'd continued to provide the daytime entertainment. But that's another story.

Beepster
My weener supposedly got talked about a lot too. In a good way but still...

I don't think I've ever heard a read a quote like this ever in my life.

timidi
That's not to mention the 400 pound woman chasing me down a lone deserted mountain road. 

Did you run just slow enough to let her think she had a chance of catching you?  LOL!

I've done it and have the divorce decree to prove it.

4 hours a night, usually 6 nights week for most of the 80's - before Karaoke came & knocked most of us out, to be then replaced by TV screens in what are now known as sports bars.
 
Some times we did a double shift 2-6, then 6:30-10:30 in the same place.
 
Took another run at it part time from 2001-2005.