A DEADLY WEAPON?

A Deadly Weapon?:
I played in a band called The Readymades. We opened for Blondie, The Police, Talking Heads and Roxy Music at Oakland Coliseum.
We never got signed.
One night we were playing a club and general madness was the atmosphere (which was sort of the whole point).
I caught out of the corner of my eye a guy throwing a beer bottle at me. I could feel a cool breeze as it passed my ear and it smashed on the drummers kit raining glass everywhere.
I saw the fool who had thrown it and in the spirit of the times we were living in smashed him on the head with the microphone.
I did not think much of it after that events like that were not unusual at the shows of the time and if you threw a heavy bit of glass at someone a pop on the head was not an unreasonable response.
When I got off stage there were two uniformed cops waiting in the wings. They told me they loved the band and I was under arrest for assault with a deadly weapon.
I got taken to a small holding cell for the rest of the night as it was too late to process me. The cops amused themselves by tossing fireworks into the cell. It actually was pretty amusing.
The next day I got taken to jail. Here I was walking down the row of cells in my Beatle boots, skin tight black pants, poka dot shirt, odd haircut and I had not opportunity to wash off the makeup on my eyes.
The first words I heard were "save the butter from dinner boys". The guys in my lockup up were pretty cool to me though and I would often run into them on Market Street and catch up.
The only thing that saved my ass (literally) was that we were opening for Ultravox that night and the concert was being promoted by Bill Grahm a powerful promoter with some of the best lawyers in San Francisco. I think they somehow pleaded me down and worked it out and we played that night.
There was a saying that went around that time period it was - never trust anyone who has not spent at least one night in jail. Maybe it still holds true.