Sometime back in the early 90's my brother-in-laws band, Dreams So Real, was touring with Melissa Etheridge. They came to Madison to play the civic center and I got backstage passes. The day of the show I had a meeting in Milwaukee so I got there late and missed their set. As I was wondering around backstage, pretty buzzed from drinking on the roadtrip back, I came across this dude tuning and monkeying with his guitar. He had his back turned to me when I asked "Dude, how do I get to Dreams So Real's dressing room?" And of course it was Melissa and I felt really stupid but she was very cool and led me to them. We all ended up laughing about it later. To top off the evening I got to take 3 bus tubs full of beer home courtesy of the civic center.