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