Marc B. Wrote:To quote myself from many years ago as a wee lad (and Lisa should/will get a kick out of this), "Wow... what a great guy." Paul is humble and probably one of the nicest people out there as far as celebrities (or someone that has a fan base) goes. How many authors would join a bunch of strangers for dinner and (almost karaoke) drinks for a fan based gathering?
Or maybe it's because of all the lovely ladies (alright... two) that attend?
Not many, Marc...not too damn many. But I'm intrigued by the phrase, "almost karaoke." What's that mean? Somebody didn't hit the 5th spot-on? If so, don't worry! I saw the Beach Boys a few times when they were the Coolest Band in the World--circa 1971-1973, and, at a Carnagie Hall concert, angel-voiced
Carl Wilson hit a bad note in "God Only Knows." (Singers sing to their guitars, and Carl's I=think= little E strings were badly out-of-tune on that song. A guitar roadie handed Carl another 12-string, for the next tune, but oh, boy, was Carl pissed. "I count on you!," he shouted, off-mike, but those of us in the front heard him well-enough. Great little Al Jardine rescued the situation with a killer rendition of "Heroes and Villians." And, jeez, I think I'm getting off track here...But I believe that Robert Heinlein would agree that =all= our ladies are lovely. Especially those whose concepts we men ponder on this board. "You're making little sense here, Bluesman!" Well, I'll be back online Sunday, and I'll try harder. So, uh, Marc--"almost karaoke?"