John Stamos

runs off with his assistant to some other room, and I'm sitting, first I'm sitting there, first I, they all leave.

He goes to get me a light beer, my friend goes off with the roadie, and they're looking at some guitars in some other room.

I'm sitting in this big, like this kind of, this sinks down like this, and I'm just looking around, I'm like, I gotta get the fuck out of here, this is weird.

Swear to God, out pops this, like a goth cuckoo clock, some weird chick out of the thing, out of the, behind a anvil case, sees me, goes back.

He had some young girl that he was bringing on the road with him.

He comes out.

In the case?

In between the two cases.

Oh.

And there was a blank, I'll never forget it, a blanket over, I mean, a tie-dyed sheet.

Jimmy comes back and says, doesn't say anything.

I'm like...

And I'm 19 years old.

He's like, OK, so what songs would you like?

I said, I think you're doing Barbara Ann.

What key is that in?

F sharp.

I kept fucking screaming at me about the keys.

And I was like, oh.

Yeah.