Friday, 13 June 2008

13. Tracii's Version

I was the first in LA to spell my name in a wacky way.

Ask anyone.

The way it was, Guns N Roses was never going anywhere.

I shaped them.

Back then LA Guns were true kings of the Sunset scene.

Ask anyone.

But Axl had an ego and a granite chip on his shoulder.

It’s no secret.

So I bailed. But not before I’d hooked him up with the hottest

gunslingers in town.

I created Guns N' Roses but has that fucker ever thanked me?

Has he fuck.

Axl doesn’t thank anyone. Axl lives in turmoil. Axl is fucking nuts.

Ask anyone.

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