Anecdote : It was a concert for the launch of the first Kiemsa CD. The local hall was packed; the whole evening went off splendidly. Come the final number, Our Eldest, on guitar, had imagined a novel way of playing his solo spot, at the end of the song. At high volume, his Laney amp screeching, he took a pair of wire cutters and proceeded to cut each guitar string in turn, to the stupefaction, and cheers, of all present. End of the last song (or so it had been planned...). The acclamation for an encore became too pressing, so they had to return to the stage, but Our Eldest had to remain silent, with a red face, whilst the others played out the occasion. One had to be there; it was a great evening.