I have more respect for the people that I'm a fan of.
Until you meet them in real life. I was working with a pretty new kid a few weeks ago who remarked that it was going to be awesome as this band was his favorite band ever. I looked at him and said "Well, today ought to change all that."
My 'favorites' have been (in order):
- Miss Sensitive singer-songwriter screaming the most vile filth (even for us) at her 'girl' for not having the right wardrobe picked out.
- Mister AntiChrist Superstar wanting to use an oven so he could bake brownies for his GF.
- A band celebrated for its 'common, working man' image having a ->-bleeped-<--fit over not having enough water from Fiji and Finland brought in for them. (there were several cases of each, the stuff from Finland costing $7 a bottle alone)
- Any, and every, metal band that has some huge array of Marshall stacks on stage, all but one of which are dummies. Special props to the guy whose Marshall stack was all dummies, the guitar was actually plugged into a Fender Deluxe behind all those dummy cabinets. (ProTip: the only amps that are on are the ones with mikes in front of them.)
If you want to remain a fan, the best way is to make sure you never, ever meet the people you like.