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> when we went up to say hello, > we were barely able to get two syllables from the guy the whole > evening. whatever. As a contrast, after the last Butthole Surfers concert here in New York, Paul Leary (their brilliant guitarist) came out and talked to everyone, signed every autograph that came to him, answered all the stupid questions(*), and radiated affection for the fans... even though they were packing to leave for Atlanta in less than an hour. I've hung out with other famous bands before and I have to say that (with the exception of Fripp who's almost pathologically reclusive!) that the better players they are, the more likely the musicians are to be confident enough to hang out with the fans without any attitude. /t (* -- mine were particularly dumb.) -- The new moon is shining, The harmonious hand is now holding Lord Krishna's ring, the eagle's wing, The voice of mother, everything.