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I met Bill MON-roe back in 1953 when I was eight years old in Nashville in the coffee shop at the old Tulane Hotel. A waitress introduced me to him and said, "This young man plays guitar and would like your autograph Mr. Monroe". He looked at me and said, "Do you play my music"? I answered, "I don't think so. I'm right now trying to learn to play guitar like Hank Snow". He said, "Well, then you don't need my autograph", and went back to eating. The waitress pleaded with him, so he finally gave in an hurriedly signed my book and went back to eating. I said "Thank you, sir", and he ignored me. Oh, well, I guess when you're a big star you can do that. He was here in Eureka Springs a few years ago at our bluegrass festival. They had a day concert going on with a good local bluegrass band in the park. MON-roe came by, and started to shake and howdy with people in the audience so they wouldn't pay attention to the group on stage. I thought that was very unprofessional, but from what I understand from former band members, Mr. Bill was like that. I didn't like him when the waitress had to beg him for an autograph for me, and this little stunt he pulled during another group's performance sealed the deal. His musicians were the greatest, but my lasting impression of him is he was just an egotistical t**d.
Oalbrets Says:
Tuesday, June 4, 2013 @10:36:56 AM
Well you don't have to worry about Bill no more. Ha Ha
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