I saw the Goo-Goo Dolls last week, interviewed on The Daily Show. They were talking about how they just bought a deep-fryer, and what fun they had deep-frying baby dolls and boots and such, as well as chicken wings. Woo-hoo!
I sat there thinking, “Kids! When I was young, we REALLY had rock stars, who knew how to be found dead in a pool of their own vomit: Hendrix! Joplin! Brian Jones! Jim Morrison!” Now, THEY were rock stars.