Now I think about it, said 'friend' has been known to embellish and exaggerate... so, sorry for the false memory.
Maybe it was Gutteridge?
Anyway, I thought it illustrated how it's actually a good thing to have those fanboy illusions shattered. Makes you realise that, after all, music is made by real people.
Whne Shayne Carter was getting Dimmer together in Dunedin circa-94, there were (understandably) a bunch of us who looked upon him as something of a deity. You'd see him wandering around with that perma-scowl and feel blessed. Or something. Anyway, that whole thing dissipated instantly when a friend of mine saw him trip over the footpath while crossing the road. If that isn't an abject lesson in the fact that 'rock stars' are as human as the next guy I don't know what is.