We had a Mike Tramp show at the club a few years ago, during a raging spring thunderstorm. After the small audience endured an hour or so of his tepid neo-Nirvana modern rock stylings, he finally played the one song all those losers came to hear, "Wait." Halfway through the song, the power went out. It was out for as far as I could see, all of downtown was dark.
So all we could do was send everyone away. Band had to load out by flashlight.