Ok...maybe I'm a little late on this, but who knows. Motley Crue's tell-all book The Dirt is the best rock n' roll balls to the wall debauch stories ever laid to the page that I have ever read. Better than Hammer Of The Gods. Better than Walk This Way and The True Adventures of The Rolling Stones tossed together and fucked by a couple of groupies. If you haven't checked The Dirt out, you gotta, dude (as Tommy Lee would say).The book is comprised of a bunch of chapters told from the view points of each band member and compiled by Neil Strauss. In all honesty, I bet Strauss recorded their stories and then made sense of it all because there is no way these guys are all as literate as they seem, although ever single Tommy Lee sentence either begins or ends with "dude" or "bro." But to Tommy's credit he comes clean about Heater Locklear (Schwing!!), Pamela Anderson (major psycho) and going to jail (Oh Fuck). Vince Neil (as well as everyone else but Mick) tells us extreme details about all the groupies they fucked and fucked with as well as all the in-house fighting and kicking the shit out of each other that went down. And there is also deaths, lots of deaths and DRUGS. More drugs than groupies, deaths, fighting and music multiplied by 69 x 4. Drugs, Drugs, Drugs. These guys are fucking maniacs and it makes no sense that they are all alive but they got a fucking book out of it all and supposedly a movie on the way.
I don't own a Motley album nor do I want to but according to Nikki Sixx the major inspirations on the Crue are some of our fav. bands here at Hendo (Dolls, Stooges, AC/DC, etc). Besides a tale of shit your mom should never know or even think exists in this world, The Dirt is a cool account of a band coming together in early '80's L.A. who hit it big real quick and then crashed hard, and had to learn how to cope. Some in prison, some with debilitating diseases, some in hollowed out mansions and others with Playboy playmates and Mel Gibson. So basically we can all relate to it.
2 comments:
Dude, Bro, the crue rules. i have one album of their's, and i listened to it once and then promptly moved it the stack of cds ill never listen to again. crazy stories though DUDE, but still they're all chumps, big time
Just finished the Aerosmith autobiography and dug it. Made me more exited that I saw Cowboy Mach Bell open up for the Rudds at Valentines. His latest record kicks ass and now I want the Joe Perry Project LP he sings on. As far as the Crue goes, they have sweet jams on at least three albums. I only own Shout at the Devil. As far as The Crue book goes, I'm sure it's full of sleazy treats and I heard they're making a movie of it. Neil Strauss and every Pop/Rock writer from the NY Times under 45 completely suck. This douche wrote a book on pick up artists and became a book learned stud himself. Only in L.A cuz that shit didn't fly w/the NY chicas. His brother Todd (super nice guy) went to Skidmore and gave my brother a mix tape of Neil's that was way wack with like Tennessee Ernie Ford's "16 Tons" (I like this tune) as some sort of hip ironic obscurity on it. Went on to ghost write Marilyn Manson books and wish for endless musical genre and cultural fusion. Reggaeton anyone? Eat paste dilettante. XO, Philthy
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