Every month in The Fly column we hope to run a dead pool, a list of those rock n' roll celebrities who are most likely to pop their proverbial clogs, and join the Live Aid choir invisible.
I'd like to get the ball rolling by nominating for the first dead pool all our American grunge cousins, with their I-just-escaped-from-a-suburb-where-every-home-has-five-cars-and-an-Olympic-sized-swimming-pool-and-I-aint-taking-no-f**kin'-prisoners angst and hard-assed, sub-Sabbath/Pistols splurge riffery, who, according to 99% of all magazine covers are not fey, gay, and glam enough to survive in the mid 90s! (?)
The Fly
Riff Raff
June, 1993
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