Neonmoony reminded of this stuff... where some of the best stories from gigs have nothin' to do with how you played.
It reminded me of my first actual paying gig in 1964, as a fill-in vocalist ( I was in 8th grade- 13 years old ) for a folk music group that consisted of three brothers and one of their friends. They had one guitar with a DeAarmond soundhole pickup, and a mic plugged into a 2nd jack on a Magnatone amp that they all sang into.
One of the brothers got sick, and they asked me to fill in on baritone, singin' songs by the hot folk acts of the time. The guitar player & I got up to the gig ( a church youth banquet in a town about 250 miles away-- it actually paid great and they had houses for us to stay at overnite ), got the amp & mic set up and waited for the other guys to show up. When they got there, it was apparent that they had drank their way up; I was the only guy under 16 yrs. old, and they had gotten some liquor from somebody. We tore into a few songs and the drunks started makin' a few mistakes.. not bad, but apparent, so the two sober ones decided that we'd start actin' a little drunk and pretty soon the audience is laughin' their asses off. It turned out to be alotta fun.
After the entertainment, we all ate & sat through the awards part of the deal & the drunks sobered up. It turned out to be a great gig & nobody got hurt.