As door greeter at a department store the last person I expected to point to the toiletries section was Mick Collins, whose gig I was at the night before
He politely asked, “Excuse me, which way are the toiletries?”
I pointed to the section and said, “Just down there.”
by @SeminalBukes
I was in a Whole Foods grocery store in Dallas and saw Ms. Badu there with some friends. I told her that I loved her music and she gave me a giant hug. She is very small.
I work behind the bar at a venue in Manchester and I served a guy a drink, like you do when you work behind a bar. The next woman I served said to me “oh my god, that was Skepta you just served!”. I just shrugged and said I didn’t know who that was.
I was at The Troubadour in Los Angeles in August to see Langhorne Slim. It was my first time seeing one of his shows and I had never seen or heard of him. Some guy walked up to me, handed me his phone and asked me to take a picture with another dude who looked like he could be the first guy’s dad.
He offered me a ticket to the show for my trouble. I asked him, “Are either of you guys famous so I can tell my family back home I net someone famous?”
The younger guy said, “Yeah, I’m the headliner.
by jivewired
They were in the Greenhornes at the time and along with the rest of the band we won a box of Dairy Milk chocolates.
by Nick
Last year I was in Liberty’s in London at about 3pm in the afternoon.
Ronnie Wood was buying some shirts and some leather gloves and I was next in line.
The assistant that was serving him was chatting away and said: “I was only listening to Let it Bleed this morning”.
Ronnie gave him a smile, not giving away the fact that he wasn’t in the Stones when that particular LP was recorded.
by Martyn
I was working at a Musicland in the early 90s when Richard Marx walked into the store. I didn’t realize who he was until he approached my register and bought a bunch of crappy blank cassette tapes. I remember thinking I couldn’t believe he wasn’t springing for the good stuff.
by Tammy
At a stopover at Austin airport I visited the bar and found myself at a table next to that occupied by Johnny Rotten and some roadies. I was about to say hello and tell him how much his music meant to me, when he said in a loud voice, “I f*ckin’ ‘ate fans!”. So I didn’t.
by Graham
Once I was with my mum visiting a friend of hers in Herne Bay. When she answered the door, I could see Kevin Ayers mooching about in the background, so I got all excited and demanded his autograph. It turned out my mum was friends with Kevin Ayers’ mum. True story.
by B.G. Brand
My friend and I managed to get into a “secret” Beck gig in LA in 2007, and Nigel Godrich walked out onstage and played keyboards throughout the set.
I spotted him outside afterwards, and I tapped him on the shoulder. I told him it was a great show, and that I’d been shocked to see him there.
“I thought it was you,” I said, “but at the same time I was like, wait, it can’t be him, he’s in England.”
“I took a plane,” Nigel replied.
“Oh,” I said.
I demanded he and Radiohead get on the stick and produce another webcast, then we shook hands and parted. My parents picked me up, and I got a filet-o-fish sandwich at McDonald’s.
by stexquisite
