i’m 1/2 way through this motley crue bio-book, ‘the dirt’, and it’s making me feel like such an inadequate musician…
how can i say that i’ve ever really lived when i haven’t stolen the clothes from a homeless woman while she was chained to my bed?
how can i say that i’ve ever really lived when i haven’t had sex with 15 women in a 24 hour period?
like i said, i feel so inadequate…
oh, by the way, i’m only being partly facetious.
it is kind of daunting to read this book and realize just how extreme their lives were. and it’s funny, for where most biographies tend to sanitize the subjects past, this book only focusses on the unsanitary bits. and, judging from what i’ve read so far, there were only unsanitary bits in their lives.
wow. i’m dumbfounded. i knew that such debauchery took place, but not in such a sustained manner for such a long time. i guess i’m a bit naive.
and to round out my old-skool metal day i went to see ac/dc at madison square garden tonight. needless to say it was very entertaining. especially the 30 foot tall angus young sculpture that breathed fire.
and they played ‘thunder’, my favourite ac/dc song. at least i think it’s called ‘thunder’.
the song where everyone chants ‘thunder’. if it’s not called ‘thunder’ it certainly should be.
-moby