| December 16th, 2004 05:45 PM |
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| Mr. D |
Has anyone here ever met someone famous and had a funny encounter with them? Mine was backstage before Yes played in Philly earlier this year. Some friends and myself met the band, and Jon Anderson gave me his autograph. I responded my giving him a paper which said "Thank you Yes for 35 great years", and I signed it. He gave me a look like he was scared for his life. He just gathered up the band and they abruptly left the room, it was really strange. Things got even stranger when during the intermission of the concert, Anderson's son came over and began talking to my friends and myself. I told him that about giving his father my authograph...and he gave me the same exact look his dad gave me, and mumbled something about having to go, then he left. Just really odd stuff. |
| December 16th, 2004 06:38 PM |
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| corgi37 |
Why the fuck would they want your autograph?
I met Danni Minogue once while she was walking down Chapel St, Prahran, here in Melbourne. She is so tiny, but really bloody cute. This is before the plastic-faced-always-surprised look. She was really nice. And a little bit drunk.
2 mates and i got into the backstage/dressing of Oz band Kings of the sun. Not that they were famous or anything. We scored some great posters and got them signed. Cliff, their drummer, signed mine. He offered us some beers, and then his brother came over, mumbled something about drinking their beer, and then signed a poster for my mate.
I've mostly met very minor Oz celebs, that none of you will have heard of. My sister used to go out with John Farnham circa 1970. He came to our house a few times. (NOTE: He is hugely popular here, and is doing a duet series of shows with Tom Jones very soon). I met Kate Ceberano at the Palace (she is good friends with that Dharma & Greg girl).
I've met millions of footballers, mainly St.Kilda players, but that wont be of interest to you foreigners.
The best of them all was Des O'Connor. Dont laugh Gazza!
I met him on the Gold Coast about 3 years ago. Our Gold Coast (dad and i have a unit there - mates rates for RO members!) is probably like Florida. Twin Towns, which is on the border, is referred to as "God's waiting room". People go there to "retire and expire". hahaha. Lots and lots of bloody Poms there. All these has-been Pommy entertainers come out to entertain the pasty, ugly, whining, whingeing Poms, who wear hankerchiefs on their heads and go to one of the worlds greatest beaches (Surfers Paradise) with fucking long trousers on and shoes and frigging socks, with songs about the "Mother Country" and jokes about how the beer is too cold in Oz, the place too hot and we are convicts. Ha-fucking-ha!
But, old Des was fucking awesome. Really funny, and really nice. My wife and i actually couldnt get rid of him! hahaha. We must have chatted with him for nearly 2 hours. He looked a million dollars. He realised i didnt dig his music, but i have enough knowledge of his style and era to make a passable conversation. He seemed quite impressed and appreciative. He told us a few cool stories about other celebs. In fact, i think he said he was having dinner that night with Max Bygraves, who virtually lives in Twin Towns.
My mum was happy i got an autograph for her.
When he left, my wife said:
"Who the hell was that?"
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| December 16th, 2004 07:24 PM |
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| Bloozehound |
Last year I was at a local blues club, they were holding a bluesfest with Lazy Lester & Pinetop Perkins ect.. plus a mini-Fabulous Thunderbirds reunion with Jimmie Vaughan and Tigerman Wilson taking the stage for a few songs.
Towards the end the one set I walked to the restroom in the back of the club to take a wiz. Jimmie V, Tigerman Wilson and the music reporter dude from E! channel were all standing back there talking, so I walked up, shook hands and chatted them up a bit.
When I got back to the bar where we were hangin, I told my lady friend to go check them out. She walks over there and almost immediately comes back. I ask what's up and she's all shocked and says Dennis Hopper is standing back there.
We all look and sure enough Dennis Hopper is standing by the restrooms chattin w/ Jimmie and Tigerman. I guess he'd been up in the VIP lounge watching the show, cuz the door to the stairs that goes up to the VIP lounge is by the restrooms.
Anyways, he stood there a while (he was with some chick, maybe his wife) watching the last few songs of the set, and then he starts easy ridin his way through the crowd and comes toward us.
He came by about 10 feet in front of us, but not before I yelled out "Hopper!" as he walked by. He heard me, glanced over at us and gave a quick albeit nervous smile and wave, Ha!
You know how some celeberties look different in person, not Hopper man, he looks exactly like he always does, but I've never realy realized what a short little rascal he is, maybe 5'2 or so.
Anyways later on I tried to meet Lester, Perkins ect..backstage, but it was so crowded, I gave up and just enjoyed the rest of the show.
It was a pretty cool little night.
[Edited by Bloozehound] |
| December 16th, 2004 08:53 PM |
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| Soldatti |
I met Iron Maiden's members once while they were walking on the street on Buenos Aires. |
| December 17th, 2004 12:46 AM |
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| Madafaka |
Ramones on Hyatt Hotel Buenos Aires |
| December 17th, 2004 01:59 AM |
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| glencar |
I've met Blondie Chaplin when he was really drunk & not very amusing. And I ran into Mick Taylor as he was walking the streets of NYC. His 2 huge McDonalds bags didn't slow him down on his way back to his hotel. |
| December 17th, 2004 05:37 AM |
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| luxury1 |
I wish I had the time--especially for Gazza. I used to hang out in Asbury Park in 1976, and man, the SPringsteen stories I can tell.......
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| December 17th, 2004 07:51 AM |
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| Gazza |
I think you may have told me one or two in person..lol |
| December 17th, 2004 07:54 AM |
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| Gazza |
Great story about Des O'Connor, Corgi..and yes, I AM laughing at the visial image of the two of you...
The ol' bugger has just become a dad again - he's somethin' like 73 for Chrissakes...
[Edited by Gazza] |
| December 17th, 2004 08:04 AM |
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| Pierre |
Angus Young and Brian Johnson from AC/DC in September 95 in Paris.
Purely cool and very very friendly. Great guys. |
| December 17th, 2004 08:22 AM |
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| UGot2Rollme |
Mike Campbell (lead guitar player for Tom Petty) on the streets of Georgetown, DC walking with wife and kids - just stoppped him, shook his hand and told him he played a mean guitar
Indigo Girls in a small bar at GW University in DC after they had played a benefit gig at Merriwether Post in MD. Very nice, got their autograph, thought the cute one was given me "the look", but later found out they're gay.
Roger McGuinn (Byrds)waiting for a plane at a Montana airport - he was not much into chatting
Kevin Costner at Raleigh-Durham airport after he'd filmed "Bull Durham" - really nice guy (and short like Hopper)
Buddy Guy - at his bar in Chicago, seemed very subdued, but nice
Ray Davies - at a CD signing, he shook my hand after I told him how much one of his songs (Days) had helped me through a death of a friend
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also, I dream about hanging out with Mick and Keith alot, but that hasn't happened (yet) |
| December 17th, 2004 09:08 AM |
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| J.J.Flash |
Hey Stan, you forgot to mention when you met Lemmy Kilmister at Hilton in S�o Paulo...... |
| December 17th, 2004 10:50 AM |
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| UGot2Rollme |
Fausto - you're right! The Lem-meister with his assistant carrying a 3/4 bottle of Jack, plus a bottle of Smirnoff and a bag of beer, on the way to the "executive floor" of the Hilton. I said "you rock" and he gave me a smile - |
| December 17th, 2004 11:05 AM |
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| telecaster |
I met Stuart Copeland from The Police and he was very cool
This was 1984 when they were huge and the guy couldn't have been nicer or more humble
He was telling me his limo had a bar in it and he was amazed by that. He had zero pretense
He came to play polo with my boss where I worked and there was about 6 people there so it was pretty cool
Mick came at a different time and I will start a thread on that one
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| December 17th, 2004 11:25 AM |
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| Maxlugar |
I once ate a bunch of hot dogs that were destined for Chuck Mangione's table.
I did.
This waitress was walking by me in my old water hole in Oyster Bay, Ryder's Range, with this big tray of weenies.
I was drunk.
To impress a bunch of friends, as she came by, I grabbed a few of them and started shoving them in my mouth ala John Belushi in Animal House.
I ate.
Within seconds this really small guy with a hat on and pin straight hair leaps up from his table and comes to the waitress's Emotional Rescue. It was Chuck Mangione, trumpet player exraordinaire.
I recognized.
I was all like "Oh sorry", in a muffled, full mouth kind of way.
And we all laughed. But Chuck didn't. He took his tray and walked away.
The end.
Cool, celebrity stories? Oh I got 'em!
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| December 17th, 2004 11:32 AM |
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| glencar |
But Chuck Mangione? |
| December 17th, 2004 11:36 AM |
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| Maxlugar |
Hey he was fresh off his Muppet Show appearence, buddy!
You didn't get much bigger then Chuck Mangione then!
Christ, why do I even have to say this?!
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| December 17th, 2004 11:39 AM |
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| glencar |
I have a Cyndi Lauper story but I was a bit ashamed to mention it. Now with this Mangione story, I have no shame! BTW I'll be driving by Oyster Bay in about an hour or so. What say we meet at Ryder Range & steal some hot dogs? |
| December 17th, 2004 11:50 AM |
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| Maxlugar |
Damn Blue! You've got to give me more notice than that! I'm currently at my desk on Wall St. and can not get back home that fast. Let's make plans though. Ryders Range is long gone now. I believe it was 1988 when we closed that sucker down with one night of drunken revelry that still echo's to this day.
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| December 17th, 2004 11:51 AM |
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| glencar |
Ah, I firgot you were still in the city. I will be away for Christmas but after that I'll be around more often. |
| December 17th, 2004 06:20 PM |
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| Riffhard |
Oh I got loads of stories,but as someone mentioned Lemmy I'll tell a Lemmy story.
I was doing a promotional gig for the station I work for. We were at this bar that was right on the boardwalk in Seaside Heights,New Jersey. So we get to the gig and set up our sound system and hookup with the beer sponsers for some free beers. The promotional director looks at me and says,"That cat looks like Lemmy over there." I turn to look at this guy who is sitting at the back corner of the bar. Sure enough it was Lemmy. He was legless drunk and wearing nothing but a Union Jack speedo! Mind you it's 10:00 pm and he had just been hanging out at this bar after a day at the beach. So I walk up to him and introduce myself. He was pleasant enough,but I could hardly understand a word he said. He has a very gravely cockney accented voice. Throw in a full days worth of Budweiser and forget it. We chatted for a while,me understanding only every third or fourth word out of his mouth. Then I had to get to work on the gig,but not before I asked him if he'd like a tee shirt. He looked at me like I had eight heads and said that he had a shirt with him in his bag. Then he started to freak out because his bag was nowhere to be found. He looked everywhere for his damned bag. No luck. So I asked him if he might have left it on the beach. He said that was not possible because he had been buying beer all day long. The bartender came over and told Lemmy that his bill was on the house and that he had not given the bar any cash.
I sent an intern to all the bars up and down the boardwalk and we found his bag about a half an hour later! He thanked us and bought us a round of shots. I gave him a tee shirt and he put it on and left.
We saw him about a week later at this club where he was checking out Kenny Wayne Shepperd. I was hosting the event so after I did my stagework I went up to Lemmy and reintroduced myself. I started to laugh about the great "bag hunt" and again he looked at me as if I had eight heads! He had completely forgotten the whole episode! He saw the logo for the radio station on my shirt and said,"You must be the fucker who gave me that damned tee shirt!" Then we did a shot of Jack and he bought me a Guinness. Crazy huh?
He is one ugly dude man. His moles have moles! However,he is very nice in a Lemmy Motorhead kinda way!
Riffhard |
| December 17th, 2004 06:42 PM |
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| Dan |
quote:
Madafaka wrote:
Ramones on Hyatt Hotel Buenos Aires
Are you guy who almost gets run over by the getaway van? |
| December 17th, 2004 08:44 PM |
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| Soldatti |
quote:
Madafaka wrote:
Ramones on Hyatt Hotel Buenos Aires
That's a good one, I like the Ramones. |
| December 17th, 2004 11:39 PM |
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| Maxlugar |
Hey Riffy, great story about Lemmy.
Even though Lemmy is no Chuck Mangione, it must have been pretty cool.
Your pal,
MACKY!
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| December 18th, 2004 01:27 AM |
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| Bloozehound |
I've got some others, but one of my all time fav celeberty encounters was the one time when I spent a couple hours chatting with porno legend Ron Jermy at this strip club that was owned by this pornstar chick. He was MC'n some 4th of July show there, flew in with a bunch of dancers. He's a pretty funny guy, loves to talk about himself, and the "industry"
This was right after that Southpark movie had come out (5 years ago?) and he had been hangin with the creators, he told me Trey Parker was a fag, and that our penises aren't the same color as all our other bodily skin.
I never knew that B4 |
| December 19th, 2004 02:41 PM |
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| icydanger |
As a teenager I spent holidays in Jamaica a few years in a row, with my parents. They would wake up late, so I would leave my brother and sister at the pool and go for long walks on the beach early in the mornings.
A few miles from the hotel on the beach, some wood carving artists would practice their skills before heading late afternoon towards the hotel to sell their sculptures, groups of fishermen were busy, some kids had fun in the sea, I would stop there every day and made friends.
One day, Bob came through the bushes bordering the beach with an old guitar, we lit a fire to cook in an old pot plantain, fish and corn sort of pancakes, we shared (we were 4 or 5) the meal eating with our hands, we talked a lot and after the meal we smoked (huge newspaper rolled joints) and bob played some guitar and hummed along. Needless to say, that day I returned extremely late (2.30 pm) from my walk and got yelled at by my father in front of the hotel�s staff, miracle, he stopped shrieking as the wind rose and plates, glasses, food, parasol of the table laid outside flew off, some items even landed in the pool. The whole scene was so funny.
My first sort of ET encounter was as a small kid, about 8, in a double deck bus, upstairs were none sat except me and a blue wild angel with brownish reddish skin, dressed in brown velvety orange colours, wearing a hat and holding a strange strange musical instrument I asked all sorts of questions about.
yes, Mr. D., I have been blessed with meeting fantastic people.
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| December 19th, 2004 04:40 PM |
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| Madafaka |
No Dan. I met them inside the hotel because a friend of mine was working there. Really an excellent moment. I got a couple of pix with them.
Yes Soldatti, I was almost fanatic!  |
| December 19th, 2004 07:44 PM |
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| corgi37 |
Yeah, Gazza, i saw my old mate Des had a kid recently. His wife is like 40 years younger than him or something like that.
He may be very uncool ("daggy" as we say), but at least he still has lead in his pencil.
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| December 20th, 2004 11:52 AM |
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| Joey |
quote:
Maxlugar wrote:
You didn't get much bigger then Chuck Mangione then!
Christ, why do I even have to say this?!
Christ !
Another example of : Old Reference Lost on Hip Young Posters ...
.. Cue Pigeon Shit !
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