Zakk Wylde is fun to drink with/arrogant barstaff, fuck off

[Negromancer]

You can see the whole thing for free on the net. I think he quite enjoyed tricking those city slickers far up into the mountains in the rain just to show them the cottage his grandparents had lived in and built by their own.

[BeerMakesMeSmart]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_JpAJMiLi8

[BeerMakesMeSmart]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6-8QIPz ... re=related

[Rip Rufus]

Damn you, BMMS. I thought I was in for some kick-ass music with those links, and instead just ended up laughing a little bit.

[gnarkill]

I can understand people wanting to spend time and hang around with their idols. Though personally speaking, I've never really been bothered with that dream of hanging out with somebody famours or successfull. I mean, they're just people like you and me in the end. Sometimes they're even bigger assholes than the rest of us, and I can imagine I would personally hate not being able to blend in incognito into a crowd, or be able to drink alone in a bar. As a metal fan in Norway, which has a population total under five million citizens, you often bump into musicians of varying stature.
It's always a good laugh in the summer months to see the invasions of black pvc clad, corpsepainted southen europeans following some of these idols around like ducklings after their mother. I once bought Gaahl a beer our of pure sympathy, but though I suspect afterwards he actually enjoyed some of the attention, especially from the nicely groomed italian goth boys.

Not pointing any fingers or anything! By all means I mean no offence. I've had my share of drinks with musicians here, though most of them have been friends, or friends of friends- or distant relations of friends of friends even. There are of course some stars I'd gladly share a drink with, though if only to discuss politics, philosophy and ideas we have in common. But then again, I you can in theory do that with just about anyone.

You've got to love batshit insane Black metal. I heard that on Mayhem's most recent tour, they would bury Atilla, the lead singer underground until he was on the brink of death, and only then would they let him free. The Idea was that he'd take the stage immediately thereafter, being as close to death as is humanly possible. Gnarly.

[Duke Pukem Forever]

^^^ one of the better stories involves Blasphemy.... they stole the tombstone of a child, and used it as a prop during shows. They returned it after some people threatened to call the cops... oh, and their drummer went to prison for assaulting the police in an airport.

Repulsion's drummer got the nickname "Grave" because he was caught graverobbing as a teenager.

[NYDingbat]

Elvis McCoy is also fun to drink with! He is down to earth and easy to talk to as well. Well, it becomes more difficult as the night wears on. His brain is the Autobahn, but his tongue is your driveway. Hell, it's a parkin' spot after a bellyfull of booze. Nice to see fame, fortune and fan adoration haven't changed him.


He's the guy on the right side of your screen in the baseball hat. And no, despite his attire, his day job is not that of a gas station attendant. He's a day gigolo. As his nights are occupied treating us to musical treats, he developed his own niche market. So he's a brilliant bidnessman in addition to being a talented string strummer.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xb3_lqup ... re=related

[Surreal]

I don't know what she's talking about. I don't drink... much... when I'm sleepnig.

[NYDingbat]

And now back to the revenge on the arrogant bar staff.

I've got a few suggestions:

1) Send a buncha hens to his jernt on his shift with instructions to order nothing but frozen grasshoppers, pink squirrels (he won't be able to make 'em - nobody's had creme de noya on hand since Studio 54's heyday) and singapore slings. And more frozen drinks. Yep. That'll throw a wrench into his pace. Oh, and they should be hungry. And kvetchy. They should not only send back the food but the cocktails as well, "for an adjustment". Yes, I was a beertender.

2) This will take some strategery and stealth - dump Ex-Lax and ipecac into whatever he's drinkin' behind the stick. Harder to pull off if he's one of the rare few teetotaling bartenders. Years ago, Visine, when ingested (no, i don't know if it was kitty dukakis who discovered this) would cause one to launch rockets from one's derriere. A buddy of mine used to throw a coupla drops of Visine into a mob lawyer's and his girlfriend's cocktails. Apparently the killjoys at Visine became aware of this and adjusted their formula. Give that a shot too. Probably causes some sorta problems, no?

3) Kidnap his cat and deliver her to adwyn, Thirsty or, egads, Negromancer.


4) Oh fuck. I know I had a 4). Dingbat, I can't recall. Hell's bells. Well, here ya go - just leaped into mind - tell Two Hearted that petulant schmuck is a baby duck with a cranky neck and BINGO! problem solved.

[Negromancer]

I've heard somewhat the same story, though regarding their former vocalist with the oh-so-fitting stagename; Dead. From him burying his clothes in the woods and let them lie there for months before a show, to burying himself alive, to keeping a rotten crow in a mason-jar so he could stuff his face into it and take a deep breath before shows.

And last fall Celestial Bloodshed played a gig wearing clothes that had been stores three months in a small sealed container toghether with a dead deer. I know a few people who attended who said it was awesome, the jocks in the neighboring nightclub didn't agree... The vocalist of said band died a few months ago, shotgun in the head, apparently by accident.

^^^ one of the better stories involves Blasphemy.... they stole the tombstone of a child, and used it as a prop during shows. They returned it after some people threatened to call the cops... oh, and their drummer went to prison for assaulting the police in an airport.

Repulsion's drummer got the nickname "Grave" because he was caught graverobbing as a teenager.

Hahaha! Can't go wrong with Blasphemy.

I've heard quite a few stories regarding the milieu of the early 90's. Some of them probably just pish.

[Duke Pukem Forever]

I've heard quite a few stories regarding the milieu of the early 90's. Some of them probably just pish.

I bought their live album, the one from the mid-early 21st century... and their official biography is in the linear notes, and it states he went to prison for years because he physically assaulted the police in a Canadian airport. I find this to be reasonable behavior for anyone on the Wild Rags (aka, wtf!?!?! ripoff) label....

[Dgirl]

ummm. shit on the bar? while he's tending it, of course. then run like hell. you can wipe later.

[Oggar]

The Pedal to the Metal tour was in town last night. I figured we'd see at least a few band guys at the strip club but not unless they were gone before I showed up for work. I get home at 3am and there was a tour bus sitting infront of my apartment, which is over a dive. I'll have to find out if Zakk was there last night.

[whiskeyprick]

THE NAME OF MY NEXT BAND WILL BE MANKATO PUSSY,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

[Bluto]

And now back to the revenge on the arrogant bar staff.

I've got a few suggestions:

1) Send a buncha hens to his jernt on his shift with instructions to order nothing but frozen grasshoppers, pink squirrels (he won't be able to make 'em - nobody's had creme de noya on hand since Studio 54's heyday) and singapore slings. And more frozen drinks. Yep. That'll throw a wrench into his pace. Oh, and they should be hungry. And kvetchy. They should not only send back the food but the cocktails as well, "for an adjustment". Yes, I was a beertender.

I honestly can't think of one bar off the top of my head that has it anymore. On the other hand, The Still in Lincon, NE, garnered by business forever in part because the first time I walked throught the doors one of the first things I sas was several bottles of creme de noya.