18 and Life on Skid Row by Sebastian Bach

Author:Sebastian Bach
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
ISBN: 9780062265418
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-11-09T16:00:00+00:00

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LOSE YOUR ILLUSION!

1990–1991

I had developed quite a good relationship with Guns N’ Roses’ mercurial front man, Mr. Axl Rose. We spent time at his apartment in West Hollywood, at Shoreham Towers, where he came up with the idea for the GNR song “Right Next Door to Hell.” Dedicated lovingly to his neighbor.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!! went the door.

“Open up! It’s the West Hollywood Police!”

We looked at each other in shock. Well, me more than him.

“BAZ! Hurry! Go lock yourself in the closet!!”

I was like, “What?”

And so, being that it was Axl’s apartment, I followed Axl’s directions. I went into his kitchen closet, leaving the door opened slightly. I peeked out and witnessed a scene I have not seen before. Or since.

There were about seven police officers, male and female, assembled at the door. Axl opened it up, and spoke to them in a quiet, understated, yet undeniably aggressive manner. I could not hear exactly what was said. We had been drinking and smoking and doing who knows what else. Cranking Dread Zeppelin, a bizarre musical cross between Led Zeppelin and Reggae music that Axl thought was hilarious. He liked to crank it very loudly.

From my view in the kitchen closet, I could see the cops arguing with Axl. But they never entered the apartment. Whatever they had to say, Axl responded to, out-reasoning the authorities in his Clint Eastwood/Dirty Harry baritone voice. It wasn’t too long before I watched him literally talk seven police officers into leaving his premises. I came out of the kitchen closet as he shut the front door. We continued to rage all night long.

Surprise! We had some great parties. Someone at Axl’s house showed me how to smoke dope. Something I had never done before. We broke off sheets of aluminum foil, put the dope on it, heated it up with a lighter, and then rolled up a piece of Reynolds Wrap to use as a pipe. This was all new to me. The sensation was indeed pleasant, but I didn’t really enjoy it all that much. It was like going to sleep while still being awake. I remember it felt really good to scratch my face. I would smoke some, and then talk to Axl about all sorts of crazy shit.

We called Howard Stern one morning, as the sun came up, with Erin Everly and Maria partying along there with us on the balcony. It took Howard and his radio staff ten minutes to believe that it was really us. But once we did do the interview, it became one of the most replayed interviews on Howard Stern to this day.

We were smoking dope.

It was a different time.

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