Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
Ok, the talk in the Guns N Roses thread got me thinking > ouch...
If we could bring back the dead. Musically speaking. What dead artist ( Dead as in not breathing )
would you like to see resurrected and go full tilt as they once did?
My pick would be Stiv Bators.
For the Dead Boys primarily but LOTNC also
and some fine solo material.
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!!"
Why would anyone do that? He’d moan at you about how inhumane it is of you to bring a troubled star back into the cruel world of fandom he dreamed of escaping and blow his head off again.
Never really got Jeff Buckley's music but his loss was tragic and stupid. Ditto that guy from The Shamen.
Mary Hansen from Stereolab, big time.
Steve Clark from Def Leppard, Bonzo, Bon Scott, and anyone else who died under similar circumstances, for to give them a good slap round the head and to tell them not to blow their second chance the same way.
I'd avoid any of the "doomed rock legend" types, for sure.
If I told them once, I told them a hundred times to put 'Spinal Tap' first and 'Puppet Show' last.
But seriously, would be want to bring back of a life gone just for personal satisfaction? Rest In Peace is just that or it goes spiritually and even then we should all know that you don't play with the dead? Sorry but maybe I've seen too much of the opening of those worlds and hellraiser images come to mind...
Elvis was quite a bastard in real life and drugs and additions killed what once in his early years was known as the king of rock 'n roll. It's all pressure from the world of fame.
it's all about circles and spirals
that ongoing eternity
"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
