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A couple years ago at the Earl (Atlanta). I bought a copy of what was then the new Mudhoney album (the Lucky Ones) and wanted it signed. After the gig was over me and a few friends stood in the back of the small venue, near the tour bus. Steve came out helping the roadie load equipment. Talked a few mins + he went back inside. He came out a bit later w/ the Australian bassist (Guy???), talked to both of em a few more minutes before they went back inside. At this point, I'm missing two sigs...Dan Peter's + Mark Arms. It's raining but I don't care. Roadie loads up more shit, and asks us what we're doing. "I wanna meet the rest of Mudhoney"...he responds, word-for-word (I'll never forget), "Oh, cool...go inside, first door to the left, grab a beer". So yeah, I hung out backstage w/ Mudhoney for a bit. Dan was looking awful tired, sitting on a couch. Mark was talking to some girl and seemed very happy in doing so. Naturally, I approach Dan first. Shake hands, he signs my album (and yeah, being the weirdo I am I think "this dude drummed w. Nirvana for a brief stint" as we shake hands. I didn't wanna wear out my welcome so I didn't stay long. Dan, oddly, seemed to be the only one a bit bummed about me and my friends (peeking in from the doorway) leaving. But ya know, I looked at Mark and realized it was a once in a lifetime shot, so I, like an asshole, interupt this convo he's having w/ the girl and say "Hey, Mark, can ya sign this"...+ he does, circling the "A" in "Arm" into a little anarchy sign...and I went on my way.

I'll always remember it.

edit: it wasn't the earl. I saw All the Saints a the Earl...can't remember the name of this venue but it was a tiny place.