Like most 30 somethings my age, this morning we were left reeling after hearing the news that Scott Weiland of Stone Temple Pilots fame had passed away at the age of 48.
It was no secret that Scott had drug addiction problems, but of all the celebrity junkies out there, I was really rooting for Scott to get clean. He was such an amazing lyricist and front man. And the world will never know a new song by him. So depressing….
After I heard the news, the folks on The Woody Show over at ALT 98.7 here in Los Angeles played Scott’s songs all morning; the one morning I was grateful for The Show Killer’s 4 song an hour rule. They encouraged listeners to take to social media and share their favorite STP song. Because let’s face it. There are a lot of mind blowingly good songs to choose from.
As I thought back to them all, the one that constantly kept coming front of mind was “Lady Picture Show.” The lyrics, the music, the video. It has got to be one of my favorites. Definitely in my top 10 fave songs of all time.
I also love “Creep.” I mean, first it’s a great song. But I mostly love it because I introduced my mom to STP with that song. I must have been 15 or so when we were driving in the car and “Creep” came on. My mom mentioned that she liked it and asked if the singer used to be fat. You know, cuz he’s “half the man he used to be.” I just about died laughing.
I’m lucky enough to say that I had the pleasure of seeing Scott perform once about 6 or 7 years ago at the Hollywood Bowl. He seemed to be doing well, and at the moment, I believe was clean.
Scott Weiland and the Wildabouts perform at Cervantes on Feb. 24, 2015. Photos by Michael McGrath
He shared a beautiful moment on stage with his daughter that I will always remember. I will remember that part of him. The part that wanted to try. The part that didn’t give in; give up.
Scott, you will be missed and mourned by many. This is a final farewell to you. May you rest in peace.
Do you remember the good ol days? Where you had to wait in line at a Ticketmaster sales kiosk to get tickets to a show? I miss those days. Now, if you have shitty Internet, you’ll never go to a small club show ever again.
Today I tried to buy tickets to the Thrice show at the Glass House on May 13. I was online at 10:59am, hitting refresh so that my browser would be ready at 11am when the pre-sale started. The page reloaded at exactly 11am. Apparently, I was 4 seconds too slow. Because the tickets were no longer available. Sucks.
If you were lucky enough, as a fan of the band, to get tickets to the Thrice show today, congratulations. I’ll be trying my luck again whenever the public on-sale date is. If they have one. (Edit – the on-sale was 2 hours later at 1pm. Looks like I’m not going to this concert afterall).
This is not the first time this has happened in recent months. Last year, I missed out on seeing Brand New at the Troubadour because of the same thing. I was there. On the website. Ready with credit card in hand. But still, no tickets. Unless of course I wanted to pay the 100s of dollars they were going for on StubHub. For some reason, the scalpers always seem to get the tickets. Makes you wonder….
David Hasselhoff, aka The Hoff, is back. And holy hell, it’s amazing.
The Hoff comes in the form of a music video by way of the Kickstarter backed film, Kung Fury. Haven’t heard of it? Let me give you the background:
According to The Huffington Post, Kung Fury is a “Swedish martial arts comedy film written and directed by, and starring David Sandberg. It is an homage to 1980s martial arts and police action films.” It appears to have been shot entirely on green screen and fearures giants, flying ninjas and dinosaurs. Oh, and King Fu Hitler. Yes, you read that right. Only he’s not Hitler. He’s “Kung Führer.” No joke. You can’t make this shit up.
The video features The Hoff, complete with 80s mullet and bad visual effects. As Hoff sings, what could have actually been a decent hit in 1983, visuals of the film go in and out. It’s either the best, or worst, music video I have ever seen.
I don’t know if or when the film comes out, but I see this being one of those terrible cult classics. Only time will tell.