Fan club story….We were in a top hotel in Dallas, Texas (the details evade me) and they were renowned for their chef.. The Stones had a large suite and we gathered there for lunch after an exhausting day. We had ordered almost everything and were finishing our food and had gotten giggly. This meant that we had started putting all the food together in a mound of food fight humor.
Brian liked a sunny side up egg on his hamburger and this led to a variation on this theme. Everything that was on the table became part of this monstrosity. The result of this was a giant hamburger with everything on it including prunes that were in some compote and all the other leftovers that were there. Remember we were tired and just being silly.
Somehow the local promoter had arranged for the local fan club to have a visit while we were eating. The fan club was headed up by someone’s mother and she walked around us at the table like we were animals on display all the while talking to the fan club members as if we weren’t there. The mother asked if there was something special that the Stones ate and we remarked that they loved the centerpiece food on the table…the regaled Prune Burger. Without a pause the woman picked up the food mess that was created and took a big bite to show her troop that she was eating what the Stones ate…of course we convulsed and had to make excuses as to why we were laughing.
I know this isn’t a sweet fan club story but it stood out from the many typical fan club stories where the fans came and got autographs and gave all types of gifts that they had made some incredible paintings, food (which we couldn’t eat just in case it was dosed or tainted) and heartfelt writings. For as long as I can remember the main fan club was run from their office in the UK and the people there were terrific, sorry that I can’t remember their names -I’m sure they would be pissed.
