I remember one Jonathan Richman show in King tuts where he asked for the air-con to be switched off as it was louder than him. Height of blummmin' summer too
Too many fesitval gigs drowned out. At the Wickerman this year folky john Smith (rather good, BTW) was completely swamped by the idiot idea to put Colonel Mustard & The Dijon 5 (Glasgow's premiere loopy party funk band) on in the next door 'spoken word' tent.