Back in the 90s a friend kept calling me to come see a very talented folk singer at a local coffee house in San Diego. After a week of harassment I gave in, and arrived in time for the start of her second set. She was a cute blond with a funky snaggle tooth. About half-way through the set a commotion at the back of the room nearly drowned her out. I turned and saw Neil Young accepting a seat at a table no bigger than a pizza. At the end of the set he talked with the musician for almost a half hour, then left. It turned out to be Jewel's last night at the coffee house. Less than a year later "Pieces of You" was climbing the charts.
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