By Stevie B I firmly believed that a part of what I loved about rock when I was a kid was how much it pissed-off my parents. The basic formula to getting a rise out of them pretty much went like this: 1) Put on the A side of The Rolling Stones’ album “Between...
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By: Stevie B I’m obsessed with death and suicide. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about it. Before you become too concerned (as if!) the fact that I’m now 56 ‘going on’ 57 and haven’t attempted to off myself even once (but I do think about it a lot)...
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By Stevie B Sometimes, being really likeable is more of a curse than a blessing. Steven Adler seems like a really fun guy to hang out and party with but not the sort of person you’d trust with anything valuable. Like, let’s say, you house, your car, your trust, or for that matter, especially...
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By: Stevie B Reading Joey Kramer’s book is a bit like undergoing psychotherapy. It’s sometimes slow and often painful; but the process is undeniably revealing. Out of all the various forms of therapy detailed in this autobiography, it is without a doubt, at least in my mind, that the writing of this book was...
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By Stevie B When it comes to reviewing books dealing with the music industry some have said I am the music Mufti. That being said, let it be known that I am about to lay down a fatwā on this book and its author. But before I begin, if you are unfamiliar with words...
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