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Not quite a joke more an anecdote which jazz guitarist Herb Ellis used to tell. Apparently there was a punk band playing at the Royal Albert Hall in London in the 70s when punk was big in the UK. Backstage before the gig the guitarist was sitting, wearing ripped jeans, and string vest, a pin through his nose and sporting a huge mohican dyed green, and he was tuning his guitar. And he kept tuning it and tuning it until the stage manager beame irritated and said "You've been tuning that guitar for over an hour. We had Andres Segovia here once and he tuned up in a couple of minutes". The punk, somewhat annoyed, just stared back and replied "Yeah, well maybe he don't ****ing care!"



I know you said keep it clean but I couldn't resist it.