Beatle Bob: The World's Most Obsessive Fan

Man, I thought I had a problem. I mean, my problem isnt like Bill's problem.....

This is a good read. A bit sad sometimes. But I know that feeling the guy gets when you see a great show. You just want to recreate it over and over and over. And in his case over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over.....

LINK for full tect over at Blender.com

Beatle Bob: The World's Most Obsessive Fan

Rock stars invite him onstage, but he can't sing. He's been to more than 5,000 live shows in 11 years, but he may have nowhere to live.

David Peisner

Blender March 17 2008

On a cold, clear Friday night in November, a 55-year-old man in a blue pinstripe blazer, a red paisley shirt and black pants ducks into the cramped lobby of a nightclub called Off Broadway.

“This is one of my favorite spots in St. Louis,” he says, greeting the doorman and bounding into the club’s brick-walled main room. He strides across the dance floor until he’s standing on the far left side of the stage, at the feet of the evening’s performer, ex-major-label folk-rocker Garrison Starr.

“Hey, everyone!” Starr announces to the crowd, midsong. “It’s Beatle Bob!” Bob offers a quick wave to the audience, points a long finger toward Starr and begins dancing. He’s a tall, angular figure, and with his mop-topped head hunched forward, his arms bent sharply at the elbows and his hands bobbing and swimming awkwardly in front of his waist, he looks like a man rifling through a filing cabinet while waiting desperately to use the toilet. There is nothing smooth, rhythmic or graceful about his dancing. It seems to exist in its own world, completely divorced from the music inspiring it.