Wow, that's an adorable but intense photo. Lou's neck veins, OMG!
I shook hands with Laurie Anderson almost a decade ago when she performed in Berkeley. I followed a few fans around the outside of the auditorium to a doorway where it was rumored she would emerge. Didn't happen. My partner urged me back into the auditorium and, sure enough, she was on stage, presumably helping pack stuff up.
My partner shouted "hey, can we get a handshake" and I felt totally mortified, but she was as cordial as could be, and shook our hands. Then I told her, breathlessly, "I've been a huge fan of yours since I was 12 years old."
She gave me a kind of puzzled look, smiled, and walked away.
I'm not sure whether that was one of the most embarrassing or totally awesome moments of my life, or some incredibly awkward combination of the two. Regardless, I treasure that moment.
As a fan of both, I had no idea they were married.
Yeah, this is one of those facts that I can't store in my brain; every time I re-learn it, I get a little jolt and an echoing sense of "oh, yeeeeeah..." And then I remember how honest-to-goodness startled and befuddled I was to learn it the first time.
And in a couple of days, it will be wiped out again and I'll be ready to be surprised anew.
Sort of like treepour says: I've been a fan of both since adolescence. Evidently, I've unconsciously built up imaginary personas of both artists, and the imaginary personas do not belong in the same room. Funny how some of us (just me?) interact unconsciously with the perception of the artist's character.