Have you ever met a musician? I once met Mark Mothersbaugh

Have you ever met a musician? I once met Mark Mothersbaugh.

>At some music fest in Ohio, back in mid nineties
>People are jamming out
>No big bands or anything, mainly local and indie stuff
>Or so I thought
>Hear hooting and hollering
>Friend of mine rushes up to me
>He tells me that Devo is here
>oh fuck
>I rush to meet them. The whole fucking band is here.
>Right before I get to talk to Mark, some jerk pushes his way in front of me
>He starts talking about how he's a big fan, blah blah
>Mark is annoyed
>Mark tells the man that Devo isn't going to be playing today
>I'm disappointed, and so is the jerk man.
>Jerk asks why
>Mark says it's because they have other things planned for this fest
>At this point, Mark reaches down into a bag and begins taking something out something
>All the other band mates also do so
>The jerk asks what they're doing
>Mark stands up, he's holding a shotgun
>KERBLAM!
>Jerk is fucking dead
>Mark looks to me as he cocks his gun
>I run as far as my legs will take me
>The whole band starts shooting up the place
>Gunshots everywhere, blood and gore and chaos consume the fest
>The whole band is gunning people down
>They brought explosives. They start chucking grenades at crowds.
>Hundreds are fucking dead
>I hide under a bench
>Mark sees me. He walks towards me with his shotgun pointed right at my head
>I thought I was a goner for sure
>He looks down at me with his soulless eyes
>"Are we not men?." He asks me.
>He cocks his gun. I close my eyes.
>"We are Devo." He says in a monotone voice.
>I accept my fate
>But suddenly, a new voice is heard.
>"TAKE A LOOK AT THESE HANDS."
>As if out of nowhere, David Byrne punches Mark square in the face
>"BORN UNDER PUNCHES, PSYCHO KILLER."
>Mark points his shotgun at David, but before he can fire, Richard D. James teleports behind him.
>David walks over to Mark. David looks at me and winks as he puts his hand on Mark's head.
>Mark screams as all of them slowly fade out of existence.

Overall, a good time.

Good post.

Sounds like a nightmare you just woke up from

Take creative writing classes. You can improve.

Seconded

>>KERBLAM!
>>Jerk is fucking dead
Best part

(You)

Funny. Here's the tale of time I met Roger Waters.

>be at some bar in Great Bookham
>i'm feeling kind of blue, drinking my troubles away, when suddenly I see Roger Waters sitting across the room
>he isn't sitting with anyone, just drinking alone
>can't believe my eyes, decide to talk to him
>ask "Are you Roger Waters?"
>he says "Yep."
>We start talking. It's a bit hard for me to remember because I was a bit drunk at the time
>we eventually start talking about The Wall
>i act like a fucking cad
>"The Wall wasn't that good. Too much filler."
>i still regret saying that to this day
>he looks me in the eyes
>he starts snarling and growling
>foam starts oozing from his mouth
>he jumps out of his chair and attacks me
>bleating and babbling he fell on my neck with a scream
>he bites me hard enough to draw blood
>he punches me over and over again
>"THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR PRETENDING THE WALL IS FILLER!"
"i'm a banged up bloody mess
>he stands up and pays for his drink
>right before he leaves, someone asks for his autograph
>he says sure
>they ask him to sign The Division Bell
>i was able to survive
>the other poor fool was not

Down to earth guy.

>>bleating and babbling he fell on my neck with a scream
holy shit

top-tier post

I met Josh Homme in September.

I saw Flying Lotus at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

i met bjork once
destroyed all feeling in my left nut

>they ask him to sign The Division Bell
The absolute madman!

Hey I was at that show too OP. It was cool at the end when Brian Eno came out and started doing some Professor X psychic shit and lobotomized Byrne and Mark.

10/10 this is what i want from Sup Forums

Worked at an Art Garfunkel show once. He's an arrogant asshole. Everybody in the room hated him.

Go away Paul

I once met all the members of Animal Collective. Well, not exactly meet, because I didn't talk to them or anything. I think it was around 2010, but I'm not sure. It was at least a year after they released MPP. Might've been 2011. Long story short, I entered the reserved bathroom. I'll green text it just because.

>Be me
>Go to an Animal Collective concert, it was an indoors event
>They didn't start yet
>I have to go to the bathroom, so I search for the restrooms.
>I find one, but I'm pretty sure it's for employees only.
>Fuck it, the doors unlocked, so I go in
>All three members are inside, standing around a girl on her knees
>She's crying and struggling
>Avey grabs her head and shoves it towards his summertime shlong
>He starts chanting
> "OPEN UP YA, OPEN UP YA, OPEN UP YA THROAT."
>I quickly turn around and leave

Wish I talked to Avey.

bumpo

bump?

I met Elton John at a Trader Joe's in Las Vegas. He was heavily disguised but it was pretty clearly him. We made eye contact and I just said "hi" and didn't bother him any more.
I was actually surprised that nobody else recognized him.

ive met mac demarco and pete sagar, mac was real nice and talked to everyone for like 5 minutes each, but pete is kind of an asshole

i also said hi to ariel pink as he walked out of the venue but he looked pretty beat so i didn't bug him