Back in the 90s, I worked for a major record company, and met a LOT of incredibly famous musicians. Most were cool, some were dicks, and some were really really nice.
One of my favorites was Lindsey Buckingham, who has a prickly reputation. After he sang three songs in our conference room with his acoustic guitar (amazing!), he sat to sign autographs for us. I got to him, and said “Lindsey, I meet a lot of people and I never get star struck, but you’ve been one of my guitar idols forever, and I really am pleased to meet you.” He had been going through the motions, but at that he gave me a big genuine smile, and said, “Thats really kind of you, man, you want to take a picture?” He hadn’t taken a pic with anyone else.
Of course I said yes, and sat next to him. He threw his arm around me, and I have cherished that photo, with both of us with big wide grins, ever since.
I’ve always heard he was a real asshole, but he was nothing but genuinely really cool to me in the 3 minutes we interacted.
Back in the 90s, I worked for a major record company, and met a LOT of incredibly famous musicians. Most were cool, some were dicks, and some were really really nice.
One of my favorites was Lindsey Buckingham, who has a prickly reputation. After he sang three songs in our conference room with his acoustic guitar (amazing!), he sat to sign autographs for us. I got to him, and said “Lindsey, I meet a lot of people and I never get star struck, but you’ve been one of my guitar idols forever, and I really am pleased to meet you.” He had been going through the motions, but at that he gave me a big genuine smile, and said, “Thats really kind of you, man, you want to take a picture?” He hadn’t taken a pic with anyone else.
Of course I said yes, and sat next to him. He threw his arm around me, and I have cherished that photo, with both of us with big wide grins, ever since.
I’ve always heard he was a real asshole, but he was nothing but genuinely really cool to me in the 3 minutes we interacted.