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roryfaninva
My personal (non) encounter with the man. I was in the small departure lounge in Minneapolis on July 4, 1995, heading back to DC on the redeye. My lady friend and I were the only people there. In walks John Mayall, tan and super fit, long silver hair combed back, wife beater tee shirt and a fringe vest, some kinda leather pouch/mojo bag around his neck, silver turqouise Native American jewelry . The guy looked like a patriarch from the Bible or hippy fitness guru ...maybe 15 feet away. Jaw dropped, brain froze in shock/disbelief. F*ck me...its him..Clapton, Peter Green, Mick Taylor, British Blues.
Then a little voice said, get a grip youre in your late thirties. Dont be a starstruck fanboy. I smiled and nodded. He raised his eyebrows, set his stuff down and headed over to the little bar/cafe down the terminal. (After I left my friend got his autograph and mailed it to me- she was a nice looking blonde and Mayall is something of a ladies man) Heard subsequently he is not particularly approachable or fan friendly. So there you have it.
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BitchKeepsBitchin
I saw Clapton pass out on stage in the early 70's, in New Jersey. Very drunk and he must of shot up a bad batch of dope. People were throwing beer cans and garbage, hitting him and booing. He wasn't playing very well when he stumbled to the ground, lying face down, and we thought he could be dead. After about 10 minutes he got back up and he picked up the beer cans and threw them back into the crowd and started playing again as if nothing happened. He was young then, no excuse. Mayall is a legend and at his age, you can understand it. Yeah, he's done a mile or two.