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Man,
it’s tough to hear Pepsi Sheen admit he might not write about rock
n’ roll anymore because he thinks he’s become one of those calloused,
cantankerous, and caustic old men he despised when he was growing up, but
the fact of the matter is the rock n’ roll world needs someone like Pepsi
– and needs an online bible like Sleazegrinder – to spew the
fucking TRUTH, ya know? It’s not wrong to expect a lot from our
music because the music expects a lot from us and if that means breaking
hearts and skulls along the way, then so be it because the artists who
last will thank us later. Who says we have to accept the corporate grunge
of post-haircut Metallica bands like Avenged Sevenfold or
Green Day or, hell, even The Turbulence, because if we don’t it
somehow means we’ve lost all those soul bleeding reasons we’re here in the
first place? Last time I checked, brothers and sisters, rock n’ roll is
all about, as Pepsi says, motorcycles, crystal meth, 70s porn, and
Black Halos records.
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