I wouldn’t call it chickening out as much as showing some restraint. But, yeah, Tom, call me. We’ll do lunch.
For the record, the man was surrounded by a perfect circle of gibbering fans all intermission. That’s gotta suck. And still he was very kind when I interrupted, said hello, and thanked him for making work that’s mattered to me.
I have a short list of people who’s work I admire so much, they make my heart go double-time. And Tom Waits is at the top of it.