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People always talk about what they were doing when Kennedy was assassinated or when the WTC was demolished with explosives.
But can any of you remember what you were doing when news came down the pipe that Roth and VH had split after the most succcessful album and world tour of their career up to that point?
I used to be a half-stoner/half-jock sort of hybrid and I remember I was on a stoner day that day and we were at my friend Mitch's house figuring out how we could make a bong out of this old coronet we found in the dumpster. Some more stoner buddies came over and they were all sort of quiet then one of them said, "hey...have you heard yet?"
"Heard what," asked Mitch.
"David Lee Roth got fired from Van Halen or he quit or something....not that I give a fuck, I was just sayin' in case you like them."
"Ah hell no, they suck."
I was in shock and so badly wanted to go turn on MTV to see if they were dishing any news.But the group I was hanging out with at the time was supposed to be all tough and shit and listened to groups like WASP, Iron Maiden, *some* Ozzy, and occasionally some Rush, but the _Caress of Steel_ /Mitor and the Snowdog bullshit.
They also listened to Judas Priest, and I really dug them a lot but the funny thing is that years later they would find out that their frontman was gay and they were totally digging his vibe!
Anyway, I felt so fucking robbed. I was thirteen or fourteen years old and had been listening to VH since I was seven. They were like family to me, even though thyey didn't know I even existed and probably the VH Bros. were a couple of pricks back then as well.
I felt like something inside of me had died prematurely and without warning, like a brain tumor the size of grapefruit consuming all the imrptant parts of your brain like a thief in the night, and not finding out about it until you have a week to live.
But I was also pissed off at Dave as well for feeling like he had to strike out on his own because VH just wasn't fruity enough at the time or that he wasn't getting the attention he deserved being the frontman for the greatest rock band of all time.
But in the end, I became a fan of both. Hagar had some good songs and, most importantly, seemed to be cool with placating Eddie's enormous egocentric personality and greedy tendencies. And Dave got to go off and do his titty dancer routine complete with spandex, thongs, leg warmers and eye shadow.
And for a while, they all seemed happy.
So where did it begin to go wrong? Where did all the bad blood begin?
Is it true that Roth fucked Valerie Bertanelli on the Diver Down tour? If so, that explains a lot.
But can any of you remember what you were doing when news came down the pipe that Roth and VH had split after the most succcessful album and world tour of their career up to that point?
I used to be a half-stoner/half-jock sort of hybrid and I remember I was on a stoner day that day and we were at my friend Mitch's house figuring out how we could make a bong out of this old coronet we found in the dumpster. Some more stoner buddies came over and they were all sort of quiet then one of them said, "hey...have you heard yet?"
"Heard what," asked Mitch.
"David Lee Roth got fired from Van Halen or he quit or something....not that I give a fuck, I was just sayin' in case you like them."
"Ah hell no, they suck."
I was in shock and so badly wanted to go turn on MTV to see if they were dishing any news.But the group I was hanging out with at the time was supposed to be all tough and shit and listened to groups like WASP, Iron Maiden, *some* Ozzy, and occasionally some Rush, but the _Caress of Steel_ /Mitor and the Snowdog bullshit.
They also listened to Judas Priest, and I really dug them a lot but the funny thing is that years later they would find out that their frontman was gay and they were totally digging his vibe!
Anyway, I felt so fucking robbed. I was thirteen or fourteen years old and had been listening to VH since I was seven. They were like family to me, even though thyey didn't know I even existed and probably the VH Bros. were a couple of pricks back then as well.
I felt like something inside of me had died prematurely and without warning, like a brain tumor the size of grapefruit consuming all the imrptant parts of your brain like a thief in the night, and not finding out about it until you have a week to live.
But I was also pissed off at Dave as well for feeling like he had to strike out on his own because VH just wasn't fruity enough at the time or that he wasn't getting the attention he deserved being the frontman for the greatest rock band of all time.
But in the end, I became a fan of both. Hagar had some good songs and, most importantly, seemed to be cool with placating Eddie's enormous egocentric personality and greedy tendencies. And Dave got to go off and do his titty dancer routine complete with spandex, thongs, leg warmers and eye shadow.
And for a while, they all seemed happy.
So where did it begin to go wrong? Where did all the bad blood begin?
Is it true that Roth fucked Valerie Bertanelli on the Diver Down tour? If so, that explains a lot.
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