I saw the Thermals in 2010 (which was the second time I saw them; they come around Madison a lot), after their disappointing album Personal Life came out. My friend and I got to the bar they were playing at—this sketchy old performance venue the Annex—super early, and spent a bunch of time drinking at the bar.
At one point, my friend got up and went to the bathroom. When he was in there, Hutch Harris from the Thermals came in after him and proceeded to pee at the urinal next to him. My friend came out of the bathroom and said, “Dude, holy shit. I just peed next to Hutch Harris” and then Harris walked out a minute later. He walked up to one of the bouncers and told him something, and pointed at the bathroom. It turned out that the urinal Hutch was peeing in wasn’t functioning properly, and when he flushed it overflowed. And instead of just leaving it, like everybody else who peed there that night, he went and told someone.
I feel like this is enough for me to respect Hutch Harris and the Thermals forever. This dude is not posing; he really cares about things more than the rest of us.