When I was editor of one of the big U.S. music equipment trade magazines, I had an assistant editor who I hired just out of college. He was good at English but they didn't teach him much else in college.
He was also a wannabe guitarist.
One weekend he went to the wedding of another of our publisher's magazines assistant editors, a girl he had gone to college with. It was a Jewish wedding and he came in MONDAY morning complaining about "some old, fat, bald Jewish guy" who was "drunk at the wedding" and "heard I worked at a music magazine, so he started telling me all sorts of bullshit....said he played with Dylan, the Doors, Steve Stills and with Mike Bloomfield on Super Session. The guys was SOOOO full of shit!"
I yelled over the cubicle wall..."His name wasn't Harvey, was it?"
The kid got real quiet and the said "Yeah. How'd you know that?"
I said "Harvey Brooks....one of the more famous bass players from the late 60s. Go ask for your college tuition money back cuz they didn't teach you much."
Funny.