A story about Martin Amis
Outside a bookstore in Berkeley before a booksigning for Night Train. I asked for a match and he said he had none! Not really proper meeting, but there you are.
Outside a bookstore in Berkeley before a booksigning for Night Train. I asked for a match and he said he had none! Not really proper meeting, but there you are.
Circa-1995, Stereolab was touring for Mars Audiac Quintet, supported by Prolapse. I saw her on the street, by herself, outside Great American Music hall, in San Francisco. It was hours before the show, with no one around, and I joked the she had better watch out or she might get mobbed. “Are you going to mob me?” she asked in the most deadpan of ways. It made the joke seem even more stupid.
In 2001, right before Jazz was released, I assisted a photo shoot of Ken Burns at Preservation Hall in New Orleans and got to meet him. He seemed like a nice enough guy.
I didn’t actually meet him, but I did happen to see him on my one trip to the campus.
Sorry. It was his (former) wife, Gigi Levangie, that I met. But she was really using that name to her advantage.