Mötley Crüe, Poison and the New York Dolls have all lived like they wanted to die. From overdoses and car crashes to legal scrapes and porno tapes, few bands have been more determined to live fast, die young and leave a pack of pickled corpses.
By Metal Dave Glessner Pure Rubbish hooked my attention at SXSW 2001 when word from the gutter had the kids pegged as the next Guns N’ Roses. I was further impressed to learn the Houston upstarts were winning favor with Ozzy and Sharon Osbourne, and supposedly securing producer Mike Clink who played a vital role…
DON’T NEVER LEAVE ME: Guitarist Ginger, left, and singer Michael Monroe, middle, have already parted ways, but not before leaving behind a brilliant rock record that already stands the test of time. (Photo by John McMurtrie) By Metal Dave Glessner The rock-n-roll divorce is already final between iconic Hanoi Rocks singer Michael Monroe and Wildhearts…
Tommy Lee is calling long-distance, but I feel like I’m partying next to him. He sounds groggy, raspy and non-stop as ever while spewing nicotine into my ear. Hell, I can practically see his bloodshot eyes on the other end of the phone. By the time I hang up the phone, I feel drunk by association. I also feel a nagging need to shower away the toxins.
Next stop was a dark corner near the stage where I found Syl and Cheetah lurking among their gear. Handshakes and hellos ensued as both got a laugh out of meeting their “driver.”