I did also meet Minnie Driver once at a Sundance Film Festival house party. She technically has recorded three albums as a musical artist.
I’ve worked on a few music videos. Mostly with rappers. Chris Brown, Tyga.
I know the guitarist from the Used pretty well. They aren’t really famous though.
I’ve worked on a few music videos. Mostly with rappers. Chris Brown, Tyga.
I know the guitarist from the Used pretty well. They aren’t really famous though.
I’ve worked on a few music videos. Mostly with rappers. Chris Brown, Tyga.
I know the guitarist from the Used pretty well. They aren’t really famous though.
did u work on this one
fuck off with the used!
I had both their CDs back in high school
Early 00s I'm in Reno for a friend's wedding. Sat night we're fucked up after the reception playing roulette at some shithole casino. My buddy elbows me and says hey u know that guy? Isn't he a famous singer? I shift my blurred gaze across the table and it's Mr. No Talent Assclown himself, Michael Bolton. Gotta give him props as he was friendly and didn't try to be Mr. Big Time. He sat at our table for about an hour drinking white wine. We were all having a good time until my friend spills his Gin & Tonic all over Bolton's chips. He was cool about it, but the pit boss told us to LEAVE. I apologized to Bolton and then told the pit boss to go fuck himself
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Fifteen years ago he played the Emerald Queen. We both ended up at a private party the night before the show. Maybe 10 people were there. The Cold night air brought on a good asthmatic cough. Burdon, standing nearby asked, "Asthma?"
"Yep"
He had Asthma too. Turned me on to a new breathing drug. Mine only flares up occasionally. So does his. "Its a bitch when your scuba diving," he told me. The Hangers on got tired of our medical shop talk and moved on, leaving the two of us alone in the kitchen.
"We lost them pretty quick," I quipped. My glass was empty and I started towards the bar at the breakfast nook for another drink. Burdon, no shit, asked if he could join me. 2 Crowns with a splash of coke (Coca Cola).
I told him I was a big Jim Morrison fan.
'Fucking asshole." Burdon sneered. "I kicked that motherfucker out of a house in Beverly Hills," he added.
Seems the Lizard King was so drunk Burdon had to pull out a revolver and squeeze off a couple of rounds when Morrison decided to swing off a chandelier.
"Huh"
"You knew Hendrix?" I asked. BFF's, according to Burdon. He teared up telling me how Hendrix's girlfriend called him that early morning in 1970. Jimmy was unresponsive and barley breathing. "Call a fucking ambulance!" Burdon recalled yelling at the gacked up woman. She refused because there were drugs all through the flat. By the time Burdon got to the flat, Jimmy was dead.
We bullshitted for 15-20 minutes. Cool and true story, I know.
My shit garage band opened for 1000 Maniacs (Natalie Merchant's old band) at a bar in Dallas called "Bar of Soap." We also were a regular house band at the Houston punk rawk club called The Axiom which was a location in shit Winona Ryder movie "Reality Bites."
Got high with Mark Farina a few times.
Was briefly married into the Autzen (of the West Hills Autzens) crime family.

I helped the format set up when they played at asu
It was kind of weird. None of them spoke to each other the whole time. Then they broke up soon after and that d bag guy started that shit band Fun