I was really thrilled to see Marillion in my hometown of Minneapolis. Unfortunately, my band had a gig (at our rehearsal/club) just a few blocks away and a few hours later. I was able to catch most of their set. Really disappointing because there were only about 12 people in attendance. I had to leave early for my own gig. I thought it would be cool if I could figure out a way to invite the band to come see our band later. I went back to our gig space and told one of our roadies, who said "Hey, I'll head back down to First Ave and invite the band. So I wrote down a quickly written invitation, which included the availability of ...multiple recreational substances... An hour later we were performing and I can barely see this very tall man hanging at the back of the room. He was gone before we finished our set. Still don't know if this was Fish or not.