I saw Neil Diamond with a much, MUCH younger woman at the shop where I work. He was purchasing her expensive baubles, and such, and had clearly ‘had a few’.
Columbia South Carolina circa 1986 - My friend and I happened to catch Black Flag at one of the dive bars. Despite the tiny venue and it being packed, we managed to work our way up to the front of the stage.
During one song, “Slip it In”, I believe, Henry was screaming into the mic, teetering off the edge of the stage, and that’s when my friend had a brilliant idea: For reasons unbeknownst to me (and Henry), my friend tried to tie Henry’s shoe laces together.
Henry instinctively kicked my friend squarely in the mouth. Looking at my friend with blood streaming out of his mouth and a cracked-tooth gaping smile, I then turned backed to see Henry staring at me grinning quite evilly.
I went to New York on vacation and one night my friends and I went to Pies & Thighs in Brooklyn. While we were waiting outside James Murphy walked past holding two bags of groceries. I made brief eye contact with him and he looked vaguely annoyed.
Neither of us said anything.
After he was out of earshot, I told my friends, “That was definitely James Murphy carrying groceries.”
A few years ago my mom and I were tourists in London. We took the Northern Line and sat next to two guys talking. The one sitting next to me was Editors’ singer Tom Smith and I heard they were going to the movies in Leicester Square.
I asked for a picture before getting off the train and my mother then asked me “Do you often take pictures with random English men in the subway?”
During Girl Talk’s set at Coachella a few years ago, people started bum rushing the stage so I climbed up and danced until security cleared everyone off, except for his celeb entourage which included Paris Hilton. As I walked off the stage, a familiar looking guy walked towards me so I smiled, raised my hand and said “How’s it going!” He firmly met my high-five, grinned back and replied “Good!” Then I did a double-take and realized it was Perry Farrell.
Bob Geldof was being interviewed on the street in Covent Garden. This was 15 years after Live Aid, so I can’t imagine what the questions were about, though Bob answered with fervor. I decided not to interrupt the filming to ask for an autograph or to point out that he was Bob Geldof being interviewed on the street in Covent Garden. Instead I crossed over and went looking for that shop that sells maps.
Before a Bloc Party show, my husband and I walked a couple of blocks from the venue for food. A group of guys walking toward us were dressed achingly hip. I turned to my husband and said, “Look at these guys in their stupid hipster clothes. I bet they’re dressed up for the show.”
At the concert, I found out the guys were Bloc Party.
My ex-girlfriend worked for Virgin in New Zealand about 18 years ago when I was living there. She got us backstage after Peter Gabriel’s concert, of whom she was a massive fan. We got to hang out with him for at least two minutes and I said “I really like your soundtrack to Passion - it introduced me to Middle Eastern music” and he said “Yeh, I quite like that one too”. My girlfriend just stared at him the whole time totally speechless. Somebody took a photo of the 3 of us together but I’ve lost my copy.