When I was a kid of @13, I was performing in venues such as "coffee houses," festivals, colleges & whatnot around the US. It was fun at times, and very rough, & alot of hard traveling by car. No money to speak of, but I sure met lots of interesting people, & heard many of the best known acts. I sang soul & rock with my brother's band for a few extra bucks now & then, & hit the folk road again. I got married (he was in the US army-they drafted back then, you know), & played a little here & there. The last tour went to the far east & back. My husband insisted I quit the road, so I did. 3-4 years later, last concerts I did back then were at some Korean colleges & a couple of city concerts when he was stationed in S. Korea & I was there with him in the mid 70's. Funny thing is, none of the Americans had heard of me, but some of the Korean students had.
In more recent years, somebody was talking to me & knew me from his Grandfather's records. Ouch! He asked me to sing & play some of my "wierd" instruments at a couple of spots in San Diego. I took my Autoharp, Mountain Dulcimer, Penny Whistle & Bodhran. I was quiet suprised, as the kids (mostly in their 20's) sat very quietly & listened, applauding after each song/tune. They wanted to talk to me way into the night, asking me lots of questions, only one of which was "did you used to know so & so?" (I did.)