At times, yours truly is simply a fan, an excited, joyful, little kid in a crowded, noisy venue.
Could've been with Ella Fitzgerald, Miles Davis, Harri Stojka Express, the early Vienna Art Orchestra, Prince, Talking Heads, The Fall, Hüsker Dü, Henry Rollins, or, more recently, Erika Stucky or Lambchop. This time it was the Stereo MCs, as DJs at republic café.
Got into the groove with the resident DJ, spotted Rob Birch early on in the crowd, prepared a little note for him and waited for a chance.
Caught him right ahead of his set, now or never, got an autograph with a PEACE next to his signature, dropped my note, and was simply happy to listen.
Even the backoffice-crew were there, all of them, not trying to cook up any nasty jokes. Respect.
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