I started out playing at coffeehouses way back in the late Twentieth Century, and glory be they are coming back! Now I can play somewhere and not be backed up by the blender, not have to breathe smoke.
I smoked for years out of self-defense, and finally moved to Montana -- to sing with the Live Wire Choir, and to get some fresh air.
I perform regularly for children, whom I found clustering near the stage whenever I played on a deck bar at the Atlantic beaches.
Not only do they make an appreciative, unjaded audience, but they have usually reacted to my silly songs like their parents were able to only when drunk.
Therefore I have concluded that kids are like drunks, and play a very similar show for both.
In fact, at a gig where some of my hip hop buddies were playing, a very bloody fight erupted and the band left the stage to help chill the crowd.
The guitarist handed me his axe and asked me to keep the show going, so I of course launched into "The Teddy Bears' Picnic," causing those close enough to the stage to stop pummeling each other and stare in wide-eyed wonder at this idiot who refused to succomb to their stupidity; some even dancing a bit.
After all, that's what they SHOULD be doing when they go to see a band.