Russ,
in my very early days of gigging I had a gig at which a woman decided to shot her lover and chased him around a pool table firing at him until she killed him. All the band members, including me, ran like hell. Later when I was allowed to pack up and leave I found a bullet crease on the crown of my ride cymbal - the cops took the cymbal as evidence and it took me a year to get it back. I found another band to play with that booked better places.

Deane