There used to be a time when you could meet bands at HMV, Oxford Street and get the latest album signed by them.
I could leave school at 3:15 and be in Central London by 4. I met many bands this way with one of my school friends. This was mid 80s and I was an incredibly young looking school girl in uniform.
The only people who made me feel uncomfortable and laughed at me were BB and his entourage. I’d seen him at loads of GLC festivals.
I queued up, got him to sign a Talking to a taxman poster, he or one of his crew made a comment and I remember thinking ‘what an idiot’.
It was n’t a very sexual comment, more a silly, embarrassed one but, as i say, I had seen lots of bands this way and the rest had always been respectful. (Echo and the Bunnymen/The Cure/The Smiths/Captain Sensible and The Damned!!! )