I recall taking an instant dislike to Guns N' Roses based purely on the mostly garbage "hair bands" of that era that reminded me more of herpes than music.
Once you've got it, you're stuck with it.
Of course, I hadn't listened to anything this band had done. Purely a bias that proved wrong once I DID listen to them.
GNR were...for me...a welcome precursor into the soon to be dominating and stunning sounds of Pearl Jam and Nirvana.
As for boxing? I'd be remiss if I didn't address it.
Oh, how I miss those clashes of titans.
Around the time that GNR was changing the musical landscape, the welterweight and middleweight divisions were offering up battles unlike anything I'd seen outside of any boxing duel that didn't involve the name "Ali".
Your comments made me realize that I couldn't agree with you more about the ugly yet addictive life of a global rock band, and the voyeuristic fascination that comes with it.
With that, you also made me realize I'll never see anything as stunning as the three brutal rounds of mayhem that was Hagler vs. Hearns.
Had to read this one. I spent a couple years of my life on the AFD tour. You got it mostly right. There are some things I can fill in sometime if you’re interested. That whole 80s scene was the pinnacle really of the really debauched area of rock. Everything was big, including fortunately for me, the paydays. I left the business in 1994. 25 years of being Peter Pan was finally enough.
I recall taking an instant dislike to Guns N' Roses based purely on the mostly garbage "hair bands" of that era that reminded me more of herpes than music.
Once you've got it, you're stuck with it.
Of course, I hadn't listened to anything this band had done. Purely a bias that proved wrong once I DID listen to them.
GNR were...for me...a welcome precursor into the soon to be dominating and stunning sounds of Pearl Jam and Nirvana.
As for boxing? I'd be remiss if I didn't address it.
Oh, how I miss those clashes of titans.
Around the time that GNR was changing the musical landscape, the welterweight and middleweight divisions were offering up battles unlike anything I'd seen outside of any boxing duel that didn't involve the name "Ali".
Your comments made me realize that I couldn't agree with you more about the ugly yet addictive life of a global rock band, and the voyeuristic fascination that comes with it.
With that, you also made me realize I'll never see anything as stunning as the three brutal rounds of mayhem that was Hagler vs. Hearns.
Had to read this one. I spent a couple years of my life on the AFD tour. You got it mostly right. There are some things I can fill in sometime if you’re interested. That whole 80s scene was the pinnacle really of the really debauched area of rock. Everything was big, including fortunately for me, the paydays. I left the business in 1994. 25 years of being Peter Pan was finally enough.
Appetite was my first real concert in 1987. They opened for Aerosmith, and rocked way harder.