The following is a taste of John Roderick's upcoming column in Wednesday's edition of Reverb Monthly, Seattle Weekly's new music magazine.
Dear John: Have you ever met David Bowie?
-- The Pope of Cats
John Roderick: One time I was wandering around backstage at a U2 concert at Madison Square Garden and popped through the wrong door into an extra-special VIP area. The backstage of a U2 concert has about 17 levels of VIP status and, although I had passes that said VIP all over them, I was definitely not authorized to be in this particular corridor full of massively famous people.
Of course, U2 themselves were nowhere to be seen because they live high above the city in a giant dirigible made of candy-corn, but as I walked down this hallway past sports stars and supermodels and politicians I came face-to-face with Iman, Bowie's wife, who gave me a friendly smile before turning back to talk to Joe Namath or McGeorge Bundy or whoever. So, no, I've never met David Bowie.