Me & my mate Rich nearly ran over Dave Faulkner from the Hoodoo Guru's with our bikes
in an underpass at UWA. He shouted at us to slow down.
We didn't. We did however go and see them with his older sister later that night - thanks Susie.

I sat talking to Matthew De La Hunty from Tall Tales & True for about an hour about where he got his hand made boots made.

This 1 I'm actually quite proud of (but marks my vintage I think!) - whilst propping up the bar of the Old Melbourne prior to a Severed Heads gig I recognised Tom Ellard (lead whatever-the-fuck-you-call-that
- programmer?).
I asked if I could buy him a beer as I told him how his music had awakened something in me at a time when little else could.
He was chuffed and had a quiet drink with me as we talked about gardening and the best ways to do homebrew from scratch.

The Mark of Cain (pretty much as a band) told off a bouncer for being rough with me as I was quietly standing backstage watching their gig at the Swanbourne Hotel.
They insisted that he buy me a beer at the bar for being so rude to me just because I was standing where he felt I shouldn't be. They stopped the gig while all this was happening and didn't start playing again till I was happily ensconced behind the speaker-stack, stage left with a free beer in my hand.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Fri 21 Sep 2012, 8:56, Reply)