The Kings of Leon are a rather harmless sounding lot. You'd question whether their bass player deserved what happened to him in St Louis on Friday night, when a passing pigeon shat in his mouth three songs into their show.
You'd gag too if one of those pesky birds used the back of your throat as target practice, but would you cancel the whole show? Harden the fuck up, lads. Maybe the mainstream bands of today are being paid back in spades for the sins of Ozzy Osbourne (a dove and a bat in his case) and Alice Cooper (a chicken).