This is just a note to say that I fucking love Motley Crue. I saw them for the third time last night (with my free private company box tickets!) and they were more awesome than ever. I heard some people complaining about the sound outside afterwards but those people are losers. The whole show caught me off guard – I was surprised that Vince Neil still has so much energy, that half the band is still hot as fuck (from afar, anyway), that I didn’t see any ladies flash their old boobs and that Mick Mars is still alive. You go, Mick Mars.
The band itself is only a few years older than I am, which is cool because most of the bands I like got their start decades earlier, until about 1977. I feel lucky to have seen them with their original lineup. They may not have played Too Fast For Love or Smokin’ In The Boys Room (such a great cover) this time around, but I don’t care. I heard both songs on the radio right after the concert, anyway.
I heard they’re filming a movie adaptation of their autobiography. I wonder how that’s gonna turn out. Probably bad. Read the book if you haven’t yet, it’s called The Dirt. It’s good.
Oh, and does modern-day Vince Neil remind anyone else of Mickey Rourke in the Wrestler? Here are two pictures, for comparison purposes.
Can you guess who’s who? IMPOSSIBLE, RIGHT?