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Six degrees of separation… and random celebrities you've met

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Mon Oncle Ignatius

14:58 / 11.07.06

Both Stoatie and I have been headbutted by the late Wesley Willis.

I was presented with an academic certificate by Ken Livingston when he was MP for Brent.

My father was friends at school with Charles de Gaulle's son; another friend was an interpreter for either Stalin or Marshal Zhukhov and General Patton at one point at the end of the second world war (I will have to check the details on this).

I had a funding application meeting once with a former probation officer who had to tell Charles Bronson that he wasn't going to get parole. He survived the encounter, apparently backed up by a squad of prison officers in riot gear waiting behind a door in case Bronson kicked off.

Mon Oncle Ignatius

15:14 / 11.07.06

Crikey, this place is a magnet for C-list celebs.

Time was you couldn't move in the Daniel Defoe for members of the cast of East Enders.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

15:20 / 11.07.06

Liza Tarbuck's dog is a definite improvement on those days.

15:29 / 11.07.06

Jim Salicrup bought a copy of my comic from me at a comic convention. I was kinda starstruck (I'm easy, I know), but managed to give him my standard sales pitch and expand the conversation out to comics in general. Nice guy. Huge fanboy moment for me. So I think that puts me only one or two degrees away from Storm Shadow and Snake Eyes.

15:50 / 11.07.06

I met Paul Nicholas at Bonnie Langford's party.

I 'escorted' Maria Elena Holly at the Broadway premier of BuddyTheBuddyHollyStory(It'sBuddyBrilliant!). I think I was suposed to stop her getting drunk but I got drunk.

I was in the same class as Guy Ritchie at school.

I taught English to Jaquetta Wheeler. She was 12 and tall.

Jonathan Cake was my friend's first love.

There: barrel.

16:03 / 11.07.06

My dad has met the Macho Man Randy Savage, Muhammed Ali, most of the Spice Girls and a few other celebrities I can't remember on flights across the country or whatever ocean.

Ooo -- I'm trying to avoid using the accident of my workplace to skew my response to this thread, but my dad used to interview Muhammad Ali before he got involved with the tabloids. He'd get the interviews by running with him while Ali trained in Miami Beach. (My father came to this country on a track scholarship, so he could keep up. Ali was impressed.)

All right, grant, you win. No-one can top that.

I knew there was a reason I got married.

Unless it's the Japanese astronaut you're really impressed by.

foolish fat finger

20:22 / 11.07.06

I hung out with some street drinkers for an hour or so in Hove 2 years ago. They told me this little tale-

They were sitting drinking on the street one day, when they saw Michael Barrymore. “oi Barrymore, ya big puff!” shouts one of them, or something along those lines. Barrymore walks off, only to return a few minutes later with a big crate of beer for them all! Wow! The street drinkers had nothing but good things to say about Barrymore’s generosity…

Not so Sir Paul McCartney… one guy said he saw him on Brighton pier one day. “hey Paul, giz fifty pence for a cup of tea!” and Paul just did his thumbs in the air gesture and says “Rock n Roll!”.

The guy said to me “571 million and he can’t even spare fifty pence for a homeless guy?! And what’s that about, “rock n’ roll”?!”. and I meself would tend to agree…

21:45 / 11.07.06

I, for one, want to know more about Stoat's adventures with celeb customers in FP London.

Couple more: Bill 'Wee Book of Calvin', 'Smiling School for Calvinists' Duncan was my Higher English teacher, and I know his house number, was good pals with his sons for several years. And Dundee poet Don 'Book of Shadows' Paterson took a writing, er, retreat I went on in Sixth Year; imposing man, probably wouldn't remember me.

Brigade du jour

21:52 / 11.07.06

Best I can do is pretty topical - my flatmate's mum used to go out with Nick Mason, so that puts me three away from Syd Barrett.

Tuna Ghost: Pratt knot hero

22:09 / 11.07.06

Both Stoatie and I have been headbutted by the late Wesley Willis.

Sweet! He spat on me once, but really he was just hollerin' in my direction and a wayward bit of spittle caught me in the face. I told all my friends he totally did it on purpose.

ONLY NICE THINGS

22:10 / 11.07.06

Hang on - Wil Wheaton's dead? But he was looking so well...

22:14 / 11.07.06

I know the king of the iron fist.

22:19 / 11.07.06

Oh wait, C-list. I served Jasper Carrot, Giant Haystacks and wossname Powell (the one who played Jesus) expensive dinner one time while they were flming an episode of The Detectives. I saw Alan Rickman in west london once and served Maureen Lipman coffee in Crouch End several times, but most often I just don't recognise famous people.

Wait! I once met Maxi Jazz from Faithless in a bar, I and my S/O are both huge fans and got together at one of their gigs, by chance I had a copy of 1 Giant Leap (in which Robbie Williams does backing vocals for Maxi) which he signed and we chatted about Brixton Academy's acoustics. I was very pleased.

22:20 / 11.07.06

I once did work experience for a video director called Vaughn Arnell and my job was answering the phone. I was naive, young, I didn't know about people who worked with famous people. I distinctly remember having this conversation:

Me: "There's a bloke on the phone for you reckons he's George Michael."
Vaughn: big silence. "I think you'll find it is George Michael."

Cloned Christ on a HoverDonkey

22:36 / 11.07.06

I'm two degrees away from loadsa celebs, as I shared a house in Manchester with Toby Smith, who then went on to form the band Jamiroquai.

Also, Michael Caine's daughter used to go clubbing with my friends and I back in the early 90s.

And I've met ye olde DJs Sasha, John Digweed and I've given a lift to Farley Jackmaster Funk in my clapped out Vauxhall Astra back in the days of clubbing yore. Beat Dat!

22:46 / 11.07.06

buddy guy played three toons just for me in his club one cold winter chicago monday night, after i had been playing pool with his daughter. and he's met heaps of dudes. and he plays real good, too.

and my sister puts me close to lots, she has photographed one-on-one don bradman, mick jagger, tom jones and many others. she got a special one of tom for me mum - he was a sweet dude, apparently.

did i say my dad is good friends with billy dunk, one of our best ever golfers, and we used to have picnics with the dunks as kids? and i caddied for kel nagle once; he won the centenary british golf open (a good trivia question answer for you...) now he was a lovely chap! gave me twenty dollars and everything.

one day, one of you will be nelson mandela or someone and we'll all say 'used to post to barbelith when [insert to-be-mandela-'lither] was just plain old [insert-ficsuit-of-said-to-be-mandela-'lither]' and all our friends will go 'wow'.

23:15 / 11.07.06

Both Stoatie and I have been headbutted by the late Wesley Willis.

Wesley "Rock and Roll McDonald's" Willis?????

Mon Oncle Ignatius

23:23 / 11.07.06

Wesley "Rock and Roll McDonald's" Willis?????

The very same. He played a gig in the foyer of the Barbican arts centre not long before he died. It was packed. Wesley rocked a snow leopard's ass. Then we of the audience all queued up so he could stare us in the eyes, say "rock'n'roll" in a meaningful manner, and nut us one at a time on the bonce. Quite hard. He had a callous right in the middle of his forehead and everything.

03:53 / 12.07.06

I have a friend who dated Derrick Carter, so I am 2 degrees from every decent house DJ on this planet. My best friend's BF (who I also consider a friend) has fucked pornstar Lance Gear, so I'm 2 degrees from nearly every gay pornstar (3 degrees tops

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Tuna Ghost: Pratt knot hero

06:23 / 12.07.06

I know the king of the iron fist.

And you know pain.

07:39 / 12.07.06

My Dad photographed Prince Charles and Trudi Styler. Does that count? I really want to be some degree from someone but my life is sadly lacking in celebs.

My sister hob-nobs with loads of DJ's and actor types because she's a voice-over agent. I think there were a few famous people at her wedding but it's hard to tell, I'm not very good with famous people because I just think they're my friends and that's how I know them.

07:46 / 12.07.06

My Dad photographed Prince Charles and Trudi Styler.

At it?

11:31 / 12.07.06

did you ever fly from London to New York, only to meet the guy who works in your local deli as soon as you stepped off the plane?

No finger. I have however meet a bartender in New York that was born in the same Coventry hospital as I was.

I am two degrees away from John Hurt ex-girlfriend served him in a bar in London once) and Hunt Emerson (old boss used to babysit for him). Although thinking about it I've met Hunt as well so that's down to one degree.

I own Ian Edington's old copies of Sandman (can't remember the three issues, but they were his)

Met Dave McKean and so am two degrees from Neil Gaiman. Met Grant M a couple of times (always as god-fanboy, what can I tell you the man likes my work) oh and Mark Millar* (and god knows who else from my days of going to UKCAC back in the early 90's).

Two degrees away from the Wonderstuff (my maths teacher at school knew Miles and thus went from evil, scary [but excellent teacher] dragon to quite cool. It was the late 80's).

Two degrees from Lee Sharpe (footballer, love islander now pundit) as was in the same year as his sister at school. He was two, maybe three years above me.

Two degrees from Bill Hicks. Tried to arrange an interview with him during his last ever tour in the UK and spoke to his agent. It never happened and I cocked upped in a massive fashion by turning down free tickets as I had already got one (all abuse is justified and welcomed).

Two degrees from Jonathan Ross and Paul Gambachini (or how every you spell it) as I used to shop at Top Ten Soho (maybe more than two with this one).

One Degree away from Gary Wilmot as danced with him at the after show party of Oliver some years ago. I've also danced with Mark Little (Joe from Neighbours) at a "Drop beats not bombs" all nighter.

*actually have a sktech from the pair of them. Met them at a 2,000AD panel at one of the UK conventions in London (around the time the pair of them were writing pretty much everything in the comic) and couldn't thing of what to get them to draw so blurted out "Do him!"to Millar. And now I have a lovely sketch of Grant by Mark and of Mark by Grant up on my wall.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

13:29 / 12.07.06

Oh, and Danny Baker owes me twenty quid, though I've never met him (wrote a piece for music365, didn't get paid for aaages, then the site went bust, so I guess legally he doesn't actually owe it anymore, but I still like shouting it every time I see him on telly).

Whisky Priestess

13:38 / 12.07.06

I am two degrees away from John Hurt (ex-girlfriend served him in a bar in London once)

Oh well, if we're talking about that level of interaction, I served Lord Freddie Windsor and Will Self (not at the same time thank God) when I was working at Frevd's in Oxford.

I also had a brief fling with a junior member of the Rothschild family. Didn't know that at the time, mind (it's on his mother's side, so different surname).

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

13:40 / 12.07.06

Ooh, I got a light off a very drunk John Hurt in the Coach And Horses once. I actually had a lighter, I just wanted to embarrass my friend who was being all "shh! don't look!" about seeing him.

Regrettable Juvenilia

13:45 / 12.07.06

Oh, well if we're allowed to include things we didn't know at the time, I was Cheryl Tweedy's private assassin for a year, during which time I killed a lot of tabloid journalists. I didn't know it at the time though, because of the brainwashing.

Regrettable Juvenilia

13:46 / 12.07.06

I saw Boboss in the street once. Therefore I am not separated from him at all! It just goes to show that "celebrities" are just like you and me, doesn't it?

Ex

13:58 / 12.07.06

I proposed to Sue Perkins (she accepted) and gave a small chocolate pudding to the Mighty Boosh.

Queer theory credentials - I told Del La Grace what slash was. Had dinner with Judith Halberstam and showed her a stick theatre I was making of the Bloomsbury group.

No celebrities spotted since moving to London! Which is a swindle. Apart from Tom Baker very early one morning just off Oxford Street. And a reduced chance of running into Julie Burchill, which compensates.

Kali, Queen of Kitteh

16:32 / 12.07.06

Here goes nothing:

Eddie Vedder & Mike McCready of Pearl Jam
Flea
Les Claypool
Zack de la Rocha
John Davis & Tom Pappas of Superdrag (Tom now plays in a band with a guy I went to high school with)
Better Than Ezra
Jon Spencer & Christina Martinez
Scott McCloud & Eli Janney of Girls Against Boys
Old 97's (I am always on the guest list at any of their shows and we email often)
Chris Isaak
Sondre Lerche
John Convertino of Calexico
Neil Gaiman
Nathan Fillion (had a lovely lunch with him two years ago)
Adam Baldwin
Noah Hathaway
Tricia Helfer
James Marsters
Caitlin Kiernan (another email buddy)
Poppy Z. Brite (I used to go to her Halloween parties when I lived in New Orleans)

I'm sure there's more, but this is all I can come up with off the top of my head.

18:21 / 12.07.06

I still say we should do it my way, celebrities you've met for five seconds is really boring.

Kali, Queen of Kitteh

18:44 / 12.07.06

Most of them I talked to for a good bit. Usually about books.

18:50 / 12.07.06

But the important question is, did they enjoy you?

Kali, Queen of Kitteh

19:11 / 12.07.06

It would be appear so. If there is one thing I've always prided myself on, it would be to treat everyone normally.

19:17 / 12.07.06

Yeah, I agree with Boboss and Flyboy, otherwise you know - maybe you got Pete Doherty's autograph after a Babyshambles concert, and thus OMFG are but two degrees from Kate Moss. I've worked in hotel bars, and totally pwn this, even if my conversation with Billy Connolly, Lemmy, Celtic FC, etc. were all 'What would you like to drink?', ya kno.

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