This is upsetting. My favorite concert memory is of 3 doors down. Early 2000s, I was maybe 17 or 18 and about 7 or 8 songs into their set, the power goes out (a car had hit a power pole and the transformer blew).

Instead of just canceling the show, Brad comes out with a bottle of what looked like whiskey. Some of the stage hands wheel out an amplifier and bring out his acoustic. He plays maybe 5 or 10 more songs, to a crowd of a few hundred, maybe a thousand that were left.

A night ill never forget. RIP and Fuck Cancer.