"It wouldn't be a final Bane show without somebody -- and this is not a joke -- losing their wedding ring," Bane guitarist Aaron Dalbec tells the room full of sweaty people. "So if you could just find it, we'd really appreciate it." Frontman Aaron Bedard makes a joke, or maybe it's not a joke, about how this happens at every Bane show, as a couple of thousand people shuffle around and scan the floor by their feet. Maybe an hour later, someone passes a wedding ring onstage. "Wedding ring! Wedding ring! Do we have a fucking wedding ring?" The poor unfortunate soul who's sweated his ring off of his finger is standing there amidst the scrum of people at the side of the stage, so Dalbec gets down on one knee and fake-proposes to him. It's all terribly wholesome.