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Metallica frontman James Hetfield fought back tears on Friday as he recounted his public battle with addiction, and labelled the sex, drugs and rock' n' roll ethos as a "horrible myth."
Oh poor wee boy, the life must be pure murder.
As opposed to working all the hours for nae pay and fcuk all sex, drugs and rock'n'roll.....
‎"We will wear some very loud shirts. We will wear some very wrong trousers."
I like how it took him about twenty fuckin' years to reach that conclusion
Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
If you were in a band who's drummer was Large Oilrig, you'd turn to booze and drugs too.
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
can't view first pic Baddy couldn't you just tell me?
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
popbitch wrote:Metallica always take their own chiropractor on tour with them. He's a nice, short, bald guy.
To celebrate the end of their tour in London in December the band held a party at their Covent Garden hotel. As befits an ageing, grimly professional rock band the party was very quiet. Guests just stood around sipping drinks.
Except for the one member of the band who still likes to think of himself as a hellraiser. He stood in the middle of the room snorting lines of coke off the top of his chiropractor's bald head.
(This was from a "best of popbitch" mail-out, so I'm not sure which December )
The fundamental cause of the trouble is that in the modern world the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubt.
—Bertrand Russell
popbitch wrote:Metallica always take their own chiropractor on tour with them. He's a nice, short, bald guy.
To celebrate the end of their tour in London in December the band held a party at their Covent Garden hotel. As befits an ageing, grimly professional rock band the party was very quiet. Guests just stood around sipping drinks.
Except for the one member of the band who still likes to think of himself as a hellraiser. He stood in the middle of the room snorting lines of coke off the top of his chiropractor's bald head.
(This was from a "best of popbitch" mail-out, so I'm not sure which December )
This sounds so much like Spinal Tap it's scary !
I'd end this moment to be with you
Through morphic oceans I'd lay here with you