I work 5 nights at a Jazz Bistro in New Orleans. One of the functions of the gig is to play table-side for diners who have requests. It can be quite frustrating when diner after diner says "play YOUR favorite". We try to explain that three different musicians have hundreds of different favorites. Folks just cant seem to think of any song titles and it becomes obvious just how little they know about music. We have to please them somehow even though they have no clue. We have to pick some song out of the "top 10" list of trite and overplayed New Orleans tunes. It suits them just fine as I suspect it lets them off the hook of making a decision. One night a nose/lip/ear pierced hipster told us that he wanted to hear some Monk. We played WELL YOU NEEDN'T and he looked at us as if we were aliens. He had no idea what we were doing and hadn't the ear to discern a pretty good performance. When we were done he asked if it was a Monk tune. We said yes and asked what he expected. He said "Something like "Feel So Good, or Take The A Train". So much for thinking we were in the presence of a Monk fan. Playing up close and personal is always surprising. We asked an 80 year old lady who was having a birthday what she wanted to hear and she thought for a moment and said, "Mercy,Mercy, Mercy." WHOA! I'll never figure it out!