I saw Garland Jeffries a year and a half ago at the Iron Horse in Northampton, Mass. His band went on at seven and there was a different band on at 10. After an hour and a half set, Garland said, I'd love to do longer, but I really want to sit and talk with all of you instead. He sat at a table in the front, signed autographs, posed for pictures and simply was the most charming, affable rocker in the world. One of the audience members told him that her sister in law was sorry that she couldn't be at the show, so he borrowed her cell phone and called the sister in law, and sang TEACH ME TONIGHT over the phone. Classy guy and a helluva concert to boot.
Humor at the Expense of the Artist Dept.
Some years back I went to see Bruce Cockburn in Keene, NH. Though he sometimes was a bit cerebral for my taste , friends assured me " you gotta see him live!"
He hit the stage seeming somewhat low energy. Three songs in he announced " I'm going to do something tonight that I've never done" Big cheers from the crowd and a pause ," I've got to hit the can". He and the band disappeared for five minutes, then returned to finish the show. It never really took off but no one complained, we've all been there.
This story made me chuckle. Pee breaks are always awkward.
I went to see Mojo Nixon at the Patio in my hometown of Indianapolis. Before the show started I was standing at the urinal taking a leak and Mojo comes in and stands next to me at the next urinal. I was wearing a "wife beater t-shirt " and Mojo noticed the large Foghorn Leghorn tattoo I have that covers my whole back. Needless to say Mojo absolutely loved it and wouldn't stop asking me questions and commenting on it while standing around in the john. Mojo shook my hand and said in his typical Mojo manner, "well gotta go and do this show, BOOOYYY!" and left. Halfway through his set he singled me out and got me on the stage and went on this rant about Foghorn Leghorn and told me to take off my shirt so everyone could see my tattoo. I started down off the stage and Mojo said in his typical Mojo voice, "son you ain't goin nowhere" and fed me beers from a cooler the band had on the stage the rest of the night while sitting on the stage shirtless the rest of the show. Ended up personally recieving a signed set list that was taped to Mojo's monitor and a cool picture taken with the man which is hanging in a cool frame with the set list. The picture was on Mojo's website for the longest time, until someone from Hanna-Barberra made him remove it. LONG LIVE MOJO NIXON!