Has anyone read Lemmy’s autobiography, White Line Fever?
I wanted to read The West and the Rest: Globalisation and the Terrorist Threat by Roger Scruton, but I couldn’t find it anywhere, so I thought I’d read the Motorhead frontman’s account of thirty years of drugs and alcohol abuse, sleeping with groupies and smashing amps instead.
Hi Zorro. I couldn’t let a thread about Lemmy go by with 0 posts, even though I haven’t read his autobiography (truth be told, I didn’t know he’d written one.)
I’ll have to seek it out - maybe a good Christmas gift for Mr. Elf.
I do have a Lemmy story (OK, it’s not a really good one, but hey…)
I was hanging out in a club in New York with my friend Cathy. We were sitting next to Lemmy at the bar, and only spoke with him briefly. But he kissed my friend on the cheek! Her response? (Ewwww…Lemmy kissed me…yuck!)
Heh.
A friend of mine works in a pub where he goes to play the fruit machines and get pissed quite frequently. Before the last London concert, he offered all the female bar staff tickets and backstage passes, and she declined, for Christ’s sake! I asked why the hell she did that, and she said “He’s got these two warts on his face! Yeuch!”.
Well of course he has, they’re famous! Her boyfriend was pretty annoyed too. That said, as I read this book, I’m increasingly coming to the conclusion that unless you know exactly what to expect, it’s probably not a very good idea for unaccompanied young ladies to go backstage with Lemmy. The dirty old bugger.