I saw Tim Hardin ( of "If I were a Carpenter" fame) in Liverpool some 30 years ago. He was great, but he seemed to have the need to explain to the audience - a number of times - that he considered himself to like a jazz musician wherein every performance was- to a great degree - improvised, and if the audience liked the recorded version of his material they would probably be disappointed with his live performance. The show went on until way after 11pm and towards the end people started leaving. On seeing this exodus, Tim complained. " You see,people don't understand what I 'm doing, and they're leaving". One chap on his way out stopped and addressed Tim, " No, Tim " he said, " we're just going for the last buses!". Tim looked at the chap, and said, "Man, this sort of thing happens at matinees! "