Thursday, July 28, 2022

the last book I ever read (Lonely Boy: Tales from a Sex Pistol by Steve Jones, excerpt eleven)

from Lonely Boy: Tales from a Sex Pistol by Steve Jones:

Meeting Axl Rose was another unlikely landmark on my long road to sobriety. I was on my bike outside the Rainbow on a Friday night – trying to get laid as usual – and Axl just walked up to me. He had a big leather coat on and a military cap and he was fucking goo-goo-eyed about talking to me, which was a nice ego boost. It was all new to him then, and he just wanted to hang out. It must have been at the time when things were starting to take off for Guns N’ Roses, because there weren’t loads of people around him trying to get his autograph, but I knew who he was.

A lot of those dudes from the hair metal and thrash metal bands would say they were into punk when really they were into metal. But while Slash and the other Guns N’ Roses guys came from more rock backgrounds, Duff and Axl were real punk fans. We talked for an hour or so that night, and a few times after. I really liked Guns N’ Roses – they were a real band with a classic rock sound, not like the Poisons of this world. And Axl was cool. He ending up singing on the version of ‘Did You No Wrong’ that was on Fire and Gasoline. Axl does a verse, I do a verse, and Ian Astbury of The Cult does a verse – like bringing three generations together.

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