I heard it was Harry Nilsson’s house, and what’s even more bizarre that they both died in the same bed.
Actually, I’ve heard this story about Stevie Nicks but with the coke up her rectum.
“That would be in the butt, Bob.”
I heard it about Stevie Nicks.
At the last count the Keith Richards dad-snorting one is true. I love that one.
I’m another one who heard the Stevie Nicks cocaine story with the rectal specification. “Powdered the starfish” was the exact wording, I believe.
Oh yes, and she had a specific roadie for the job.
Yep, I heard it too. Nicks, coke, rectum.
Whitney Houston died of a drug overdose on Friday, September 14, 2001, but the medics were able to revive her. Because of the 9/11 hoopla, they were able to keep it from the media.
What is this, a bizarre game of Clue?
Hell, it damn near killed 'im.
Same flat, but different room. Definitely Harry Nilsson’s flat though.
This one’s a bit UK-specific (but maybe there are internationalised versions of it?) - for quite a few years, a story went round that avuncular game show host Bob Holness was a former session musician, and that it was he who recorded the famous sax part in Gerry Rafferty’s “Baker Street”.
(It was originally a joke in an article in the NME music newspaper, but people spread it around like it was true.)
“Oh yeah? What’s the band’s name?”
“The Aristocrats!”
According to Wikipedia, whatever you want to make of it as a source, both Cass Elliot and Keith Moon definitely died in the same room, four years apart.
Ozzy snorting a line of ants while hanging out with the members of Motley Crue. True, apparently.
I’ve heard a lot of stuff about Funkadelic and Parliament – Eddie Hazel biting a stewardess’s neck while high on acid after she offered him a sack of peanuts, for one. There was some terrible story I heard about George Clinton ditching one of the Parliament guys in the frozen north of Canada, also likely to have been drugs of some sort involved. Anyone got any dope on some of this kind of stuff?
One of the things I really still wished I have is a little freebie booklet the NME published in the mid '90s called Apocryphal Now which was a collection of these dramatic yet probably not quite accurate tales. Sadly, I lost the booklet many years ago so these are from memory:
That Bobby Fuller (of I Fought The Law and The Law Won fame) was murdered by the Mafia for dancing with some Mafioso’s wife or girlfriend and telling said mobster to piss off when he complained to Fuller about this. The story went that they took him outside, pumped gasoline up his nose until he choked to death, then they torched his car.
How Peter Grant, manager of Led Zep was once settling up the hotel bill with some clerk on the front desk which included the usual rock star damages, including several televisions, dropped from great heights. The clerk told Grant “You know, I’ve always thoughi it would be great to throw a TV set out the window”. Grant paused in his counting out of his rolls of fifty pound notes and then added a few extra and said “Go ahead, have one on us, son.” And, so the story goes, the lucky clerk went upstairs to happily hurl a hotel TV out the window.
How Bill Drummond, later of KLF fame, at the time manager of Echo and the Bunnymen once made the band tour around what seemed a nonsensical sequence of gigs in obscure locations around the British Isles. When he was challenged by Ian McCulloch that the route made no sense, he disagreed. “Yes it does - the route on the map is in the exact shape of a rabbit’s ears”.