I do indeed
Supertramp are one of my all time favourite bands ever and this guy in particular is a lifelong hero.* Imagine my glee when I discovered not only does he live nearby but I had actually spoken to him without realising. Next time I saw him I made a point of talking to him about the band and how much I love it, he was quite pleased and I felt like a starstruck little groupie. I blushed and stuttered and everything. I've spoken to him a few more times about music and stuff and he wants to come and see my bro and the guys doing what they do best. Hurrah!

* he inspired me to get a clarinet. Mrs Badcrumbles everywhere would shudder in their graves. I still can't actually play it but that's beside the point. He inspired me enough to get one.
( warmfuzzies Isn't here, Sat 18 Jul 2009, 18:13, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

That is a rather incredible story
I do have a slight worry in my head though that you're going to turn into the equivalent of Partridges biggest fan ;)
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Sat 18 Jul 2009, 18:24, Reply)

I'm trying not to let the fact
that I have certain...er... private information about him make me feel in any way powerful.

Nah, just happy to be trusted with it. Strange though, knowing that heroes are subject to the same earthly ordeals as the rest of us.
( warmfuzzies Isn't here, Sat 18 Jul 2009, 18:47, Reply)

Wow!
I'm off to listen to Supertramp and to be happy for you and not be jealous at all... Need a spare singer? ;-)
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Sat 18 Jul 2009, 18:30, Reply)

Can you scat?
*realises this is a bad place to ask*
( warmfuzzies Isn't here, Sat 18 Jul 2009, 18:43, Reply)

Like Cleo!

( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Sat 18 Jul 2009, 20:16, Reply)