Last Friday night, I went to a club on Avenue B. and saw Stoner Doom bands Wooly Mammoth and Weedeater. It was a fairly cool small space in a basement. I dug both bands, having never heard Wooly Mammoth before. Their bassist was mammoth-like and rocked the fuck out. Weedeater was awesome. They play a lot faster live as opposed to their albums and their bass player is a fucking wildman. I was right up against the small stage and as their last song began, he started chugging all the liquor within reach of him, which was a good amount. Mid-song, he leans over and vomits onto the stage, puke-splashing my feet and sandles, never missing a beat. Immediately after he spews the contents of his stomach onto the floor directly in front of me, he goes back to singing. Unbeknown to me, the guy does this every time they play a show.