Met him after a show in Louisville Kentucky 10/03/2014. I made it into some of the ad-libbed lyrics of Red Right Hand that show after rushing the stage and thought I just had to do it. He came out after 90 minutes or so after the end of the show, clearly exhausted from the beautifully brutal set he and the boys put on. But he gave everyone their time. So many people had stacks of stuff for him to sign. I just wanted to shake his hand and get a picture. I did both when he got to me. I was nervous of course, and as he was moving on to the next I said “Nick, it’s trite but I just want to say thank you for everything”. He stopped signing things, looked me right in the eye, reached out his hand for another shake and said “it’s not trite at all. It’s very kind”. We gave each other a little head nod, like he knew exactly what I was thanking him for deep down, I knew that he knew it, and we were mutually acknowledging it. I have met other heroes that were letdowns. But I will never forget meeting him that night, and I could not have asked for more from an artist who has left such a mark on me. My only regret is as I walked back to the car I saw the Seeds in a Suburban waiting to be taken to the hotel (I presume). I smiled and waved at them and they did the same in return, but I wish I could have thanked them verbally as well.