Onlookers stand awestruck as they witness the ferociousness with which Kelly handles the bass. It's that same intensity that usually gets fruit, vegetables, and sometimes dead animals thrown at Kelly night in and night out. Kelly explains, "I try not to let all the stuff that people throw at me go to my head... but it usually does. I mean, I duck and everything, but I still get these freakin' huge bruises all over it. I use to think that the only thing thrown to the stage was when the ladies tossed up their bras. Or panties. Or maybe some frilly lingerie with those little things with the stuff. But now it seems that it's mostly meant to make me bleed... or throw up. I mean, the dead hamster to sexy underwear ratio is like, 87 to 1. It's ridiculous." Ridiculous - I think that just about sums it up.