On Jun 1, 2011, at 6:17 PM, John Wright wrote:
Alas, my on,y brush with fame not counting the time Greg Lake told me to get away from him after seeking an autograph from the Works I tour.
I once slammed Wes Montgomery's hand in one of those old self-serve elevators at an amp repair place on 48th St. in NY. He was reasonably nice about it. I was totally freaked out thinking I might have ended his career.
I also spent an afternoon with Eric Clapton at Audio Speaker Techniques down near Canal Street. We were both getting speakers re-coned. His were also stamped "Cream" and since he had a beard (and I hadn't seen him with a beard), I thought he was one of the band's roadies until about 5 minutes before I left. He was hanging around with Tony (the owner) because he couldn't stand being around Jack Bruce and Ginger Baker anymore that tour.
I also caddied for Ed Sullivan, and my wife hit Richard Nixon in the head with a rather heavy door. She was going in as he was reaching for the doorknob on his side.
Anybody else have a brush with fame?
Rick