Worst, I’m not sure, but I happened to see Tiny Tim at Bumbershoot in Seattle a little less than a year before he died. (It was an all-day music stage thing and he was on before the band that I really wanted to see—I think it was Crash Test Dummies.) Anyway, He came out pasty white and with his deluxe ukulele and did his thing. When it was time for him to go, though, he would just launch right into the next song. He did this about 10 times and every time, you could see his backup band thinking that that was the last song and get ready to take off their instruments, but before anyone could breathe he’d just start into another one. It was amusing and annoying at the same time.