I have met him twice so far, both times at the All Tomorrow’s Parties festivals in Long Beach, California. The first time I had had a backstage pass and had gotten all my friends in. They saw him in his trailer and got scared, and I was the only one with the guts to go up to him. He invited us in, and we ended up chatting a while, gettings things signed, and taking gangsta pictures. The second time I didn’t have a backstage pass, but he happened to walk by while all my friends were around. We caught him and started talking a while. My friend took a picture while we were talking and he got mock angry and was going to leave, but then he asked us for a cigarette. I mentioned a friend of mine who, if he was there, would roll him the best cigarette he’s had. Lo and behold, said friend is suddenly right behind me and is already offering to make one. We talk longer, and a line is forming behind us to get the chance to talk to him. We take a few pictures, and he takes off into the night. THE END.

(ps that is me leaning on him)