My Appetite for Destruction: Sex & Drugs & Guns N' Roses

My Appetite for Destruction: Sex & Drugs & Guns N' Roses

Steven Adler

Language: English

Pages: 304

ISBN: 0061917125

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

From Steven Adler, the original drummer for Guns N’ Roses, comes My Appetite for Destruction, the inside story of GNR. Offering a different perspective from the bestselling Slash, Adler chronicles his life with the band, and own intense struggle with addiction, as seen on Dr. Drew’s Celebrity Rehab and Sober House.

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a crack pipe not ten inches from my face. It had a healthy amount of rock still nestled in it. How sweet. Breakfast of Champions. Chapter 23 Back from the Abyss TURNING POINT This went on and on until I heard the crying. Every human being on earth knows this sound, because we all cause it to happen at some point in our lives. It’s the sound of our mother crying. And it’s the saddest sound in creation. I could hear her as she tossed my clothes into a suitcase and grabbed some things

you let us open for you in California, and we kinda blew it?” Of course he remembered. “Yeah?” I told him I wanted to apologize. I told him how much I worshipped his music. Alice didn’t blink and said, “Don’t worry about it.” Alice is the best. Sadly, Alice’s father was mortally ill. Initially, they were telling us that the tour was canceled. And we were bummed. Then a few minutes later, they informed us that the tour was back on. Then word got to us that no, we were packing up and going

that participants in a pool for betting on when celebrities would die could benefit from the bets they had placed in their morbid game. We were scheduled for two days of filming. The first was at Forest Lawn Cemetery in San Francisco, where we were cast as rock ’n’ roll friends of the deceased Johnny Squares. We all knew this would be great visual exposure. We were going to be in a movie. It was exciting and even Axl showed up on time. During the first day of filming I hooked up with this

rock god had called me. “Oh, no way . . . Did he leave a number to call him back?” “Nope,” she said, “he just hung up!” I had heard that Eddie’s temper flared when he drank, so I let it roll off my back pretty quickly. In late November, our EP GNR Lies: The Sex, the Drugs, the Violence, the Shocking Truth was released. The cover was a send-up of English gossip rags, labeled with all sorts of sensationalistic, over-the-top headlines, like man sues ex-wife, “she took my sperm without permission”

anyone, and freely reached out to the people who approached us. From anyone’s perspective, I honestly believe that it’s clear I was the one who truly savored our success the most. When girls would say I was the cutest or the sexiest or the nicest boy in the band, I would just laugh. And I’d always be sure to spread it around, telling them Slash was much sexier, Duff was much nicer, Izzy was much cooler, and Axl was smarter. Ronnie Schneider and I went out one evening to a club called Bordello.

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