When I was like 19-20, (2001-2002ish) my band was asked to open for my friend's band. At that point we had maybe played 2 gigs total, and we were excited to have the opportunity. We had never seen the place, it was in a city about a half hour from where we live. We loaded up all our equipment in my Dad's truck, and drove there. We followed the directions we were given, and ended up in the poopiest part of the ghetto. We were kind of scared even driving down the streets. Then as well came upon the bar in question, it was nasty, run down, really rough looking place, in a really questionable neighborhood, with some really questionable characters outside. We just kinda rolled on by, got some Steak'n'Shake, and went back home. Turns out, the other band never even showed up for some reason,. I regret nothing!