I went to Lake Tahoe last weekend to watch Chickenfoot play in a 700 capacity club for two shows, Friday & Saturday.
After the show Saturday night my brother and I went across the street to Sammy's Bar - Cabo Wabo. A band was jamming and up stepped Sammy's kid, Aaron and Michael Anthony and Chickenfoot drummer Kenny Aronoff. They played five songs and the crowd ate it up.
I stayed up all night drinking 3/4's of a bottle of JD and watching the bar band. Not really even drunk. Just nursing a buzz. At the end of the night I caught two t shirts that some lady from the bar was throwing out as souvenirs.
Later that morning approx. 8:30am I'm still awake and now nursing a Starbuck's in the lobby. A friend tries to call and the call drops as I can't get reception in the lobby. I figure I would return to the room, drink my coffee, take the phone call, etc.
I look up and there is Chickenfoot drummer Kenny Aronoff, alone, heading toward check out with his bags. I freaked the fuck out!!!!!!! I told him how much I loved him, how I wasn't a starstruck individual . . . , how much I loved the band, how I didn't want to take up anymore of his time and I would see him again at the Santa Barbara and LA shows. He thanked me and told me I made his day!!!!! It was the ultimate capper to a fun weekend getaway!!!!!!