Jamie of Reuben
I went to see underground rock band Reuben a few months back at London's fine Mean Fiddler - their biggest ever show I'm told. Was standing over by the left wall facing the stage, sat down a lot cos I'd had an A2 music performance exam that day and was pretty knackered but was looking forward to a great gig. He walked past us once with me and mates wondering between us if it was him - his guest spot with one of the supports confirmed this. Saw him talk to a few other fans then walk by again, said "Hey man" he said "hi" in a disinterested way and walked off. Realised actually that was pretty much what I wanted - the pissed off guy trying to make a break for himself from the songs (and he's obviously a good guy cos he was having photos done with others and generally chatting, just not wanting to then) so didn't break my illusions at all. Plus they played a great set.

Met Ian Hislop when he was filming a TV show on churches in our village (a noted communist was vicar here for a few years in the 30s) and was introduced to him in the pub by my dad as "your youngest fan" (I was about 10) and he said "probably my only fan", also a lovely bloke.

Not hugly amusing, but shows people can be what you think.

My penis, etc.
( Whillow, Thu 25 May 2006, 21:25, Reply)