Well, after the 60's surf band played, we slowly set up our equipment and got everything ready. I gazed out among the sea of faces, mostly children and older folk and spoke the words, "Ladies and Gentlemen. We are Gryzor. If you have high blood pressure, heart problems, have small children or are pregnant, please locate the exit at the back and file out in an orderly fashion. (Brief pause as I looked tat the confusion.) Alright, you've been warned." WE ran through our aggressive set. With relatively little problems. The worst was that my EQ was messed up and we should've brought monitors because our drummer couldnt hear us. After a few songs, I grabbed the mike again. "I see some of you are still here. Perhaps we aren't trying hard enough. Remember the bar is still open. With each drink our music sounds a little better." We finished our set and packed up. No one threw things at us. NO one called us names. My brother wanted to get us down to Florida or a few shows because he wanted us to meet his friends, some band called "Trivium."