Friday, 26 September 2008

79. Izzy, Late '88

A month later with Appetite still riding high
we drop Lies on an unsuspecting public. It’s funny
- we make it look easy, though it is anything but.

It’s Axl’s baby. He tussles with everyone over everything.
The mastering. The tracklisting. The artwork. The title…
At the last minute he announces it’s to be called

Lies! The Sex, The Drugs, The Violence, The Shocking Truth
but everyone thinks it’s too much of a mouthful and says so.
Naturally he kicks and screams at this even louder.

But with the band hot, product ready to ship and the label
keen to capitalize on five fucks who might be dead by
Christmas he’s over-ruled. It was a rare day, I tell ya.

I remember saying to Duff, you know buddy, we’re surer
to see hell freezing over and fornicating pigs flying jet planes
of Big Macs to Cuba than we are Axl not getting his way again.

You probably already know the foot-note to this tale already:
Lies goes in at Number 2 making us the only band to have two
Top 5 albums at once - and Axl never did relinquish power again.

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