Ozzy Osbourne is back in rehab. At least that's what the tabloids want us to know. The guy who once snorted a line of ants after the cocaine had been hoovered up, now wants us to know that he is a month and a half sober. That little episode took place in front of Motley Crue bassist Nikki Sixx, who recently celebrated his bandmate Mick Mars' sixty-second birthday by watching his guitarist get bowled over by a fan who was on his way to getting his hands all over singer Vince Neil. Authorities suggest that alcohol may have been involved.
None of this would be considered "news." This would be the way we rock and roll. All night. And party every day. What surprises me is that these gentlemen can continue to carry on into what many might refer to as their golden years. Mick Jagger just turned a hundred and thirty-seven, so it shouldn't come as a surprise that these relative youngsters are continuing to live the life. Billy Joel now has his own wing of the Silver Hill Hospital in Connecticut. Sex, drugs and rock and roll just aren't enough anymore. You've got to do some cleanup work now and again to keep yourself going.
Alas, there doesn't seem much we can do for Jeff Hanneman, guitarist for Slayer. Jeff passed away last week from complications due to a spider bite he suffered three years ago. It's doubtful that Mister Hanneman ingested the spider first, but with a band that sports song titles like "Raining Blood" and "Angel of Death," it might not come as a huge surprise. Like the Strokes' song, "I'll Try Anything Once": "Sit me down,
shut me up, I'll calm down,
and I'll get along with you." And you could do it all without Doctor Drew Pinsky.