Filed under: music, rock, stories | Tags: david byrne, music, rock, tales
Ok, hope some here might get a kick out of this little story. My friendEddie and his wife took a flight to Austin, TX to visit family and spendNew Years. They went to see a jump blues band featuring the former bassplayer for the Fabulous Thunderbirds. Being a bass player himself, Eddietalked to him for a while after the show. The Thunderbirds bassist hadspent four years in prison at some point in his recent past for sellingherion. Al Jourgensen was one of his clients, and he told a tale of Alchasing a broken-off needle up his arm with a razor blade to get it out.Rock stars can be so funny, huh? Anyways, this is just an aside, the DavidByrne tale is as follows:When Eddie and his wife were flying back to NYC, their flight was delayedfor three hours. They sat down and prepared for the long wait. A coupleminutes later, David Byrne plops himself down a couple seats away fromthem. He has his luggage next to him, pulls out a laptop, opens it up andstarts working. A few minutes later, he gets up and, leaving his luggageand TURNED ON AND OPEN laptop behind, takes a stroll. The stuff sat therefor something like a half hour, until airport security came over. A fewminutes later some more security come over with a bomb sniffing dog, andstart going over his luggage and computer. An announcent is made: “Mr. DavidByron, would Mr. David Byron please come to security.” Eddie asks what willhappen. ”We have to take it away, it’s been left alone.” ”Wait, I know whothe guy is, let me see if he’s in the bathroom or something.”Eddie goes into the bathroom, spots a couple people’s legs under variousstalls. ”Is David Byrne here?” he asks. ”Yeah.” came a nervous voice fromone of the stalls. ”Airport security is taking your luggage away.” Eddiesaid that David Byrne pulled a total “George Costanza”. He came rushing outthe stall, pulling up his pants which were till down at his knees,exclaiming “Shit, shit, shit!”.They got on the flight, which may have been held a little longer while “Mr.Byron” sorted out his luggage problems.
