All I can do is laugh and shake my head at this one. the other night my band got together for a quick rehearsal before Tuesdays gig. about ten minutes in, the neighbor from across the street comes over and asks to watch, he says that they sit on their front porch listening and enjoy it etc. Anyway, he is holding a large mug and he reeks of scotch. im not even closer than 10 feet and I can smell it. after a couple of runs on new song ending he speaks up and asks to go fetch his saxophone. needless to say the night went downhill from there. my guitar player felt so bad for being put on the spot by the guy. what a mess!