I found myself in a queue of vehicles in front of her's a long time ago. No security. Her first album had been on heavy rotation in our car as one of the few albums my whole family could happily listen to at the same time. I wanted to say something but decided that "we really like your album" was lame in the extreme so opted to say nothing.
I used to play in anothet band and the pianist kept saying he had found a percussionist at a party in the mountains and wanted to bring him along to sit in. We just said no. That inveriably meant a bloke with one bongo and a dog on a piece of string. He eventually ground us down and bloke rolled into the gig with a full van of proper perc and make us sound like a million dollars. We cornered the pianist during the break and demanded "Who IS this guy?!?" "Oh, he's Peter Gabriel's drummer, did I not mention that?"