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How I learned to stop worrying and love Bon Jovi
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Actually quite good - and I couldn't agree more. It's nice to see some honesty occasionally.
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Refreshing article.
Music journalists really are the biggest shower of wankers on the planet and I'm talking in general, not just when they're hating on the Jovi. The only book I've ever read by a music journo that hasn't screamed of "look at how superior my grasp of the language and intellect is to yours!!!" was one where it was essentially a bunch of interviews by famous songwriters so the prat didn't have an opportunity to waste it by sounding like a postgrad art student. In fact quite possibly the biggest arsehole I've ever had the displeasure to meet was one of Scotland's best known music journalists. |
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But not only was I not a BJ snob, I described Slippery When Wet as "rock's answer to (Michael Jackson's) Thriller." I've written that without the success of Slippery, the heavier rock bands would never have had their chance to swim in the mainstream. And when I was asked which the most important albums of that era was, I said, "Slippery When Wet, because it opened the door for hard rock; and Master of Puppets, because it blew that door off its hinges!" |
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I've met him a few times and he's a bigger bell end in real life than he is in the papers or on the radio. I know the old booker for King Tut's and any time an up and coming band would play there Sloan would phone him to ask what they were like and then the next day he'd have a full page spread about how he'd seen this awesome new band at Tut's the night before lol. |
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Best regards, the Sexx |
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