Since the topic of Robert Fripp and taping comes up from time to time, thought I'd pass on this great story, culled from a Tangerine Dream list in a thread about meeting famous musicians:
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as usual ill bite...back in 81, robert fripp was doing his first frippertronic tour and was playing at the u. of pennsylvania in philly...we knew we had to tape it, but knowing how quirky fripp is on this issue and the small size of the venue, we had to resort to unconventional means...so we went to a medical supply house, rented a wheelchair, taped the mics to the arm rests, and had my buddy sitting in the thing with a blanket covering the deck...fripp, who was tuning up and checking his decks, graciously requested that our suddenly wheelchair bound buddy be placed right in front of him...at the end of a nice 60 minute set, and after fripp takes his bows, my buddy, who was being fed margaritas via a straw the whole time, starts screaming: "fripp healed me...i feel my legs...hallelujah...fripp is god", jumps outta the chair and runs outta the place...pandemonium ensues of course, and fripp is flabergasted...the story does not end though...next day, fripp is doing promo signing at a record store, and i walk in with a j-card and ask him to sign it for the guy he had healed yesterday, becuz the tape of the gig would be incomplete without it... needless to say, fripp went ballistic, spewing obscenities left and right... i had a good laugh...
Jeff Lester <les...@trex.sp.trw.com> wrote in message <news:b2et62$2msm$1@agate.berkeley.edu>... > Since the topic of Robert Fripp and taping comes up from time to time, > thought I'd pass on this great story, culled from a Tangerine Dream list > in a thread about meeting famous musicians:
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> as usual ill bite...back in 81, robert fripp was doing his first frippertronic > tour and was playing at the u. of pennsylvania in philly...we knew we had to > tape it, but knowing how quirky fripp is on this issue and the small size of > the venue, we had to resort to unconventional means...so we went to a medical > supply house, rented a wheelchair, taped the mics to the arm rests, and had my > buddy sitting in the thing with a blanket covering the deck...fripp, who was > tuning up and checking his decks, graciously requested that our suddenly > wheelchair bound buddy be placed right in front of him...at the end of a nice > 60 minute set, and after fripp takes his bows, my buddy, who was being fed > margaritas via a straw the whole time, starts screaming: "fripp healed me...i > feel my legs...hallelujah...fripp is god", jumps outta the chair and runs > outta the place...pandemonium ensues of course, and fripp is flabergasted...the > story does not end though...next day, fripp is doing promo signing at a record > store, and i walk in with a j-card and ask him to sign it for the guy he had > healed yesterday, becuz the tape of the gig would be incomplete without it... > needless to say, fripp went ballistic, spewing obscenities left and right... > i had a good laugh...
> tom w
> -Jeff Lester
thanks for posting that Jeff!!!! Nice story. I wonder If Fripp signed the J card, or start cussing him out, and made him leave.
> Jeff Lester <les...@trex.sp.trw.com> wrote in message <news:b2et62$2msm$1@agate.berkeley.edu>... > > Since the topic of Robert Fripp and taping comes up from time to time, > > thought I'd pass on this great story, culled from a Tangerine Dream list > > in a thread about meeting famous musicians:
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> > as usual ill bite...back in 81, robert fripp was doing his first frippertronic > > tour and was playing at the u. of pennsylvania in philly...we knew we had to > > tape it, but knowing how quirky fripp is on this issue and the small size of > > the venue, we had to resort to unconventional means...so we went to a medical > > supply house, rented a wheelchair, taped the mics to the arm rests, and had my > > buddy sitting in the thing with a blanket covering the deck...fripp, who was > > tuning up and checking his decks, graciously requested that our suddenly > > wheelchair bound buddy be placed right in front of him...at the end of a nice > > 60 minute set, and after fripp takes his bows, my buddy, who was being fed > > margaritas via a straw the whole time, starts screaming: "fripp healed me...i > > feel my legs...hallelujah...fripp is god", jumps outta the chair and runs > > outta the place...pandemonium ensues of course, and fripp is flabergasted...the > > story does not end though...next day, fripp is doing promo signing at a record > > store, and i walk in with a j-card and ask him to sign it for the guy he had > > healed yesterday, becuz the tape of the gig would be incomplete without it... > > needless to say, fripp went ballistic, spewing obscenities left and right... > > i had a good laugh...
> > tom w
> > -Jeff Lester
> thanks for posting that Jeff!!!! Nice story. I wonder If Fripp signed > the J card, or start cussing him out, and made him leave.
My guess is, Fripp's love of signing autographs probably outweighed his anger at the 'violation' of the previous evening's musical communication.
-- Don't blame me, I voted for Bartlet.
l bruce higgins ithaca new york lbh2 at cornell dot edu
>Since the topic of Robert Fripp and taping comes up from time to time, >thought I'd pass on this great story, culled from a Tangerine Dream list >in a thread about meeting famous musicians:
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>as usual ill bite...back in 81, robert fripp was doing his first frippertronic >tour and was playing at the u. of pennsylvania in philly...we knew we had to >tape it, but knowing how quirky fripp is on this issue and the small size of >the venue, we had to resort to unconventional means...so we went to a medical >supply house, rented a wheelchair, taped the mics to the arm rests, and had my >buddy sitting in the thing with a blanket covering the deck...fripp, who was >tuning up and checking his decks, graciously requested that our suddenly >wheelchair bound buddy be placed right in front of him...at the end of a nice >60 minute set, and after fripp takes his bows, my buddy, who was being fed >margaritas via a straw the whole time, starts screaming: "fripp healed me...i >feel my legs...hallelujah...fripp is god", jumps outta the chair and runs >outta the place...pandemonium ensues of course, and fripp is flabergasted...the >story does not end though...next day, fripp is doing promo signing at a record >store, and i walk in with a j-card and ask him to sign it for the guy he had >healed yesterday, becuz the tape of the gig would be incomplete without it... >needless to say, fripp went ballistic, spewing obscenities left and right... >i had a good laugh...
