Best compliment you ever received?

Digital Larry

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All I can come up with is something someone said when an early college band I was in played a dorm gig with a stand-in drummer. He was actually better than our regular drummer, but didn't know any of our original songs.

"You guys... really looked like you were having fun!"
 

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Now see....that's really admirable that, after being "eased out" of the house at fourteen he still felt an obligation to care for his mother toward the end of her life.
My situation was that my mom worked and sacrificed her entire life for others. (long before her own children came along) She was born in 1925, so, yeah, she lived through the Depression. Although they did "without", she always said many other folks had it much worse, and was always grateful for what they DID have.
One time, I was taking my grandson and three of his friends (aged around nine or ten) to her house for a Sunday lunch. One of the friends didn't know her, and was a little apprehensive. Another of the boys said to him, "Oh...you'll like Gummy......she treats EVERYONE like they're her family."
That about sums her up. ;)

My mom raised me, and I was there at the end, and held her in my arms as she passed. I saw to it that she had a very nice funeral. I wish though, that I had done more for her when she was alive. Luckily, I sensed the end was near, and when she would call, I would stop whatever I was doing and talk to her. Any little thing I did for her just tickled her to death. It's sad that we can't see what lies ahead, and do better each day. I'm still guilty of that, I tend to live in the moment, and at my age, there's little chance that I will change.
 

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Now see....that's really admirable that, after being "eased out" of the house at fourteen he still felt an obligation to care for his mother toward the end of her life.
My situation was that my mom worked and sacrificed her entire life for others. (long before her own children came along) She was born in 1925, so, yeah, she lived through the Depression. Although they did "without", she always said many other folks had it much worse, and was always grateful for what they DID have.
One time, I was taking my grandson and three of his friends (aged around nine or ten) to her house for a Sunday lunch. One of the friends didn't know her, and was a little apprehensive. Another of the boys said to him, "Oh...you'll like Gummy......she treats EVERYONE like they're her family."
That about sums her up. ;)

I had to hit reply again on this post. I've tried to convey before the difference between people from my era and today. Your mom treating everyone like family is probably the biggest difference in people from her time period and today. We are gadget oriented. The poor aren't poor, they have cell phones and Niki tennis shoes. Most of 'em are fat so they aren't missing any meals. They have a place to live! How can that be poor? I've lived in lean-to contraptions my old man built out of materials at hand, ate the fish we caught an hour before, there was no food if we couldn't rustle it up. I wore shoes that I could see my toes through. When you live in such poverty, you appreciate a cardboard box! I still can't hardly throw one away, because I might need it. Your mom treated everyone like family because she lived through that. That life will make you appreciate those around you.
 

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A few weeks ago I led a few hymns at a senior living home and someone else presented the message. The message presenter is also the teacher of a Bible study group I am in.

Last Sunday, he jokingly, but with a very straight face, told the class he would not longer teach the class, and I would not be attending, because we are going on the road doing revival services. Him preaching, me doing the music. I felt very honored with his joking comment.
 

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Another great compliment I’ve received recently is some of the folks here saying I can tell a story well.

As I’ve said, my wife keeps threatening to make me write a book…maybe I should get a minor injury at work so I can work up a manuscript and get a publisher interested.
 

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Slap in the face, while I was singing.
I had my eyes shut, as I often do, so didn't realize what had happened. The other guitarist directed me with his eyes to look down at my feet, where there was lying a pretty pair of ladies knickers. So how did they slap? I picked them up and got the answer; they were wet - this girl knew what she was doing, and it wasn't the first time she had done it - a long-distance throw that hit me square in the face. Turned out it was the barmaid, who specially kept the panties behind the bar. This was her way of acknowledging the musicians on stage with an accolade. Apparently it is not an honour she dished out often, despite the fact that hundreds of bands play the club every year.
Fine-looking lass she is too.............:lol:

THAT sounds like a great venue to play! Love the Harlan Ellison quote too. I'm a big fan of his work and his attitude. RIP.
 

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I was once told that the rock music I composed sounded like Zappa. At least I think it was a compliment.

I had someone tell me I sounded like Chet!
I think it was Chet.
He said, “Hey man, that sounds like Chet!”
I wasn’t playing any Chet-style stuff at the time.
I pretty sure he said “Chet”.
Maybe not.
 

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We finished playing a set where I jammed it out end of a song. The other guitar player’s son (also a lead guitar player) came up to stage a d said “damn, you’re the best guitar player ever!” Suffice to say, the other guitar player in my band was in a foul mood rest of night and started a huge fight and quit band at night’s end. So maybe big compliments are overrated.
 

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I had someone tell me I sounded like Chet!
I think it was Chet.
He said, “Hey man, that sounds like Chet!”
I wasn’t playing any Chet-style stuff at the time.
I pretty sure he said “Chet”.
Maybe not.

Reminds me of the time I happened to overhear one of my groupy fans comment to her friend after a gig, she said; "He sung like a horse" At least I think that's what she said.
It certainly didn't stop her friend coming on to me afterwards.
 

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Non-music related..

I run at the local high school track about 3-4 times a week. One afternoon about 2 years ago, I went running right before lunchtime. I am still in good shape and, unlike many runners my age (I'm 59), I do short duration, high intensity runs. I do sprints (in intervals)! On a good day I can keep up with the cars driving on the adjacent street (school zone limit -- 20mph). I run in spandex shorts/tops as long as weather permits.

This day, just before I got done, the lunch bell went off and almost instantly crazed teens came racing out of the front parking lot. When I got out to the street (just a few feet from the entrance of the track) a Surburban filled with girls came out of the parking lot and toward me down the street. Just as I got to the vehicle to open the door they were almost next to me, so, I stood by the door and waited for them to pass by before I opened the door. As they went by, one shouted "Great A$$ !" :D:oops:

Yes, ma'am. Thank you ma'am.
 

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I remember noodling around in the college Big Band studio, waiting for rehearsal to start, when the Big Band Director said to me, above everyone else in the room (and with much enthusiasm), "That... what you were playing right there... that's what jazz sounds like!"
The Director hardly ever complimented anyone, and never so enthusiastically. So that one stuck.
 




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