I have a funny autograph story.
Several years back, I was playing at a pseudo-swanky bar near the hometown of Charles Barkley (retired basketball player). We had just finished sound check when in walked the man himself along with all of his posse.
Ten minutes before we go on the bar owner walks up and hands us our pay for the night plus some extra and says, "Charles wants to hear rap. I'm going to play rap for him with the house equipment. You guys are finished for the night."
Needless to say, we were all peeved till we found out our drinks were still going to being comped.
Anyways, after more than several drinks, we all decided to ask for his autograph. He was really nice (didn't charge us a dime). Our bass player was last in the autograph line. The bassist reached down, scribbled his name on a napkin, patted Charles on the back, and said, "you hold on to that now."
He walked off laughing.
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