Smokin with the Famous

[floralheart]

When is the last time you smoked with a famous person? Drop some names.

Mine would be Ghost Face Killa 17 years ago. Smoked a blunt of some hood mids. A real head will burn some mexi commercial with you. Rae Kwon was around, but we didn't burn with him.

 

[moose eater]

1975 or '76, outdoors at the Lowell, Michigan Showboat, with Blue Oyster Cult headlining, and REO Speedwagon as their openers, with other bands before them. I remember the warm-up stereo music included Joe Walsh and a recorded version of 'Rocky Mountain Way,' while some shapely young woman bounced on the shoulders of a guy in front and to the right of us.

Fellow in the bleachers to our right a ways, and slightly behind us, yelling out the various pills he had for sale.. Like some auctioneer-meets-pharmacist.

REO was still far enough away from top 40 bubblegum that they were alright. Our drummer and I went to see them a number of times.. Quite a few.

Kevin Cronin was allegedly away, 'cleaning up,' and Mike Murphy was his replacement as lead vocals during the 'Lost in a Dream' Lp period.

During one of Gary Ritchrath's many infamous screaming guitar solos, Mike Murphy threw a towel around his shoulders and neck to dry off. We were leaning against the stage, near the front, smoking my last joint of some superb Colombian Gold, and he headed our way across the stage, straight for us, at which point I held the doobie up, offering him a toke.. AT WHICH POINT HE TOOK IT, WALKING AWAY FROM US ACROSS THE STAGE!!!...

Proper etiquette knows no socio-economic strata, and he apparently thought he needed my last joint of Gold more than I did.

Later that night, BOC refused to take the stage due to a steady drizzle and fears of electrocution on-stage with the equipment. Some of the crowd rioted, and ended up rushing the Lowell, Michigan Police Dept.. Made little sense to me.. Lots of stuff to protest in that era, and today, but failing to control the weather seemed a bit trivial to me.

P.S.- If you're out there some place, Michael, and reading this, by the proper laws of karma, you still owe me the majority of a good joint of Colombian Gold; harder to find these days, but I'll accept a close facsimile of what ever is top shelf where ever you are now...

 

[nukklehead]

ok my brush with fame story.. love to tell other peeps but here it goes... believe it or not...

circa 1986 was working at a fast food restaraunt outside of Dallas Ft worth metroplex... just got off work as some metal looking dudes walk in... mind you I am a 18 y/o ASSISTANT MANAGER (woohoo) of this joint... At the time I am also a senior in high school... enjoying the crux of my new found success.. ( we wont talk about what I grew up to be.. lol) the other workers start gabbering amongst themselves..
I grew up on the cheese metal of the 80's, Def Leppard, Quiet Riot,
Motley Crue, Whitesnake,...was just starting the "thrash" times of Metallica later to morph into the "seattle sound" Nirvana Pearl Jam
GNR etc.

At this time I smoked , later to quit to be pseudo successfull in a career and well, we know how that goes... lol...

So back to the chatter.... as the buttons and bumper stickers were getting passed out among any employees/customers would take them in the dining room the chatter starts going.. "Thats Pantera,
Thats Pantera..." There were a few band members out in the parking lot riding skateboards... ( at the time WTF were those???)...well who the fuck is Pantera?..Well they had played a gig in Arlington TX and were headed back to there home in Kileen TX...

So as I leave off shift I kind of yell at those thug skateboarders..
' I dont care if you skate around my parking lot, just dont get in
front of the drive thru"..... some dude comes up to me and apologizes and says they "would never do that" .. As I am smoking
a cigarette and getting into my 76 cutlass supreme a dude said
"no problem"... hey you wanna party? .. Well at the time I was on
the way home and always smoked a J on the way so said "yeah sure jump in".. I pulled the tray out from under the seat and said "here role one".. The dude said sure and broke his bag out and we rolled one and smoked one there in the parking lot.. He was a cool dude and as we parted we shook hands and he said "My name is Daryl/Darrell (however you want to spell it)... Im the lead singer for our band (Pantera).... I said thats cool , you are a cool dude, ...
Come back here anytime and mention my name and I will fix u up...
(food).. etc...

We then parted.. (the crowd goes awwwwwwww)...


My brush with fame.. No bullshit..... Years later most metal heads
know the story...

I see kids now days with Pantera T-shirts and I just wanna say
Guess What?.... Then I rethink with my old bald grey head and
think to myself.... "naaaahh.. they wouldnt belive me anyway"


True story!


Nuk