Waltzing into "the green room" like an angelic Duff McKagan, charmed multi-instrumentalist Aaron Pfenning pulls up a console table and shares tales of major label excess, Fleetwood Mac-esque backstage brawls with bandmates who happen to be exes, rebuffing movie stars, and playing something called "running charades" at Macaulay Culkin's house.  Reams of reverse rough gigs on this week's WORST GIG EVER!