During a concert Friday at the Verizon Amphitheatre, birds in the rafters pooped on the band and their equipment. After one of the droppings ending up in bassist Jared Followill’s mouth, the group ended the show.

“They couldn’t deal any longer,” their publicist said. “It’s not only disgusting, it’s a toxic hazard. They really tried to hang in there.”

Yech — sucks to be the bassist.

“We had 20 songs on the set list, by the end of the show, I would have been covered from head to toe,” Followill (right) said afterward, noting that the opening acts – The Postelles and The Stills – had been thoroughly crapped upon during their shows.

So it’s not like the pigeons hate Kings of Leon or anything. They weren’t discriminating Friday night.

And here I was thinking those shit-hawks were just sick of hearing “Sex on Fire.”

ryan@roadtostarrdom.com