Pictures of you, pictures of me, up on your wall for the world to see.

I read an interview once with Nikki Sixx about photography. He said that when he got clean and sober he picked up a camera and never put it down again. People always say he's just some random celeb that takes pictures when he's bored. NOT. He's such an amazing artist...why am I telling you this? He's one of my biggest inspirations when it comes to photography. I admire a lot of photographers like Eddie Adams, Kevin Carter, Greg Marinovich, Annie Leibovitz, Michael Kenna, Josip Pelikan, Arne Hodalič, I admire the man that took that iconic picture of a World War II sailor kissing a nurse in Times Square, Alfred Eisenstaedt I believe was his name. Beautiful picture and the story behind it, people celebrating that the war is over... Where am I going with this? These are professional photographers but it's no secret that Nikki's work is my favorite. There's something about it that just pulls me in. It's just amazing, I love the dark, mysterious ones, and I love the portrait and people work he does. It is perfect. I actually wish that someday I could work with him. Model or assistant both works. Would be a dream come true for me...yes mom even if he throws me in a bathtub full of fake blood. Hah. If you're interested in his work you can find him on Instagram where I've been obsessingly liking everything he posts or on his Tumblr account which I actually prefer...

http://nsixxfoto.tumblr.com/

This actually made me remember that I've been in love with photography for so long, I just haven't been paying it the attention it deserves lately. I hate it to be fair, so many things I love have been pushed aside for other aparently ''more important'' things. Are they really though? Are things you don't like to do, things you don't love really more important then something you enjoy? I know, I know, school and work are more important I get it alright, but neglecting something you love for it still sucks. That is why I have payed classes and bills instead of a good camera. I shouldn't complain I know, but I still do. A proper DSLR has been one of my biggest dreams for a damn long time. Someday though. In the mean time I'm trying my best to capture moments with what I have. It's not always the easiest thing to do but hey...I try. I have boxes and boxes of developed pictures in my house. Literally boxes full of them. Film photography...god I feel old sometimes. But on the other hand, I still prefer film photography to regular, specially black and white. Back in the day I took pictures with pretty much anything I could get my hands on, we've had a lot of cameras in our house, some were just toys and some were pretty good. Most of the pictures we have were taken with my dad's old Zenith and that one made some amazing pictures. Anyways I'll share a few of my favorites I took over the years...

I took all these pictures about 10 years ago, I remember always trying to capture the right moment, the light, the right angle. It wasn't always the easiest thing and I actually loved the anticipation of having to wait, get the pictures developed then see if it worked out or not. Good times. Good memories too.

It's about damn time I get back out there and take some pictures of whatever really because hell I miss it so much. Sounds like good weekend plans.

Do something you love this weekend too, you deserve to spoil yourself every now and then as well. Cheers guys, stay safe out there.

Children of the beast

''In the beginning, good always overpowered the evils of all man's sins. But in time the nations grew weak and our cities fell to slums, while evil stood strong in the dusts of hell lurked the blackest of hates for he whom they feared awaited them. Now many many lifetimes later lay destroyed, beaten, beaten down, only the corpses of rebels, ashes of dreams and blood stained streets. It has been written; "Those who have the youth have the future". So come now, children of the beast, be strong and Shout at the Devil!''

Had a good weekend? I didn't. Studying like crazy plus the weather is completly fucked. Y'all heard about the lightning strike at Rock am Ring in Germany? I feel guilty. I said about a month ago that I hope it gets cancelled because I was so upset, disappointed and annoyed that I couldn't go. Now I feel guilty as fuck because it was in fact cancelled and over such a reason. Guys I'm sorry if my negative energy caused this in any way.

I should focus on other things instead. Like the busy week ahead, work, school, family, concerts, studying. I don't know how I'll handle everything and hope to get enough rest as well. I am completly fucked. But what'cha gonna do? Some idiot suggested that I cancel what I don't need. Like the concerts. I was just like ''bitch please'' can you cancel your breathing subscription? That would be awesome. I don't know how y'all live but in my book I need something to relax, something to let me get off some steam and negative energy or else I'd go absolutely insane. So no. I can NOT cancel the only thing I have to look forward to in my life. So here's to gritting my teeth and gallons of coffee. I survived crazier things so I'll survive this as well. But I am counting down days to September and October when I can finally take some time off and enjoy life. It won't come soon enough I tell you that much.

Here's what's playing while I try hoplessly to get at least one of these math things to stay in my thick skull. It feels like it just bouces of I swear to god. The more I do it the less sense it makes. I refuse to let it bring me down but so help me god it's driving me insane.

I ran out of Crue records to write about. Hah. Well as you can see this one is pretty fucked. The cover that is. It's been through some stuff kinda like me hah. Not in the best condition but I'm not really bothered with it because the innder picture is amazing so is the inner sleeve and most importantly the record is basically near mint. No hairlines no nothing. There's so many people that say that Crue at the time were just a Kiss wanna be or that the bassist was into Satan and skulls and dark magic. Hah. Oh god. I'm not going to deny it, he might as well be but come on. Does that really define music? I think not. On the other hand I know people who became fans because of this album which is cool but kinda pissing me off not going to lie since I already expressed last week how I feel about their debute Too fast for love. Now don't get me wrong. I love Shout, absolutelly love it. Not just the song but the entire record. But I'd be lying if I said ''Shout at the devil'' wasn't one of my favorite moments at their concert. The beat, Nikki's fucking flame throwing bass, the burning pentagram, Vince's shout at the devil scream oh my god! So fucking perfect! I have a friend who was fortunate enough to see them back in the day with Ozzy Osbourne. They opened for him and he said to this day this is his best concert ever. He said they put on an amazing show, though it was a bit sloppy on ends, there was fire, they were chugging Jack Daniels, the whole stage had this dark apocalyptic theme to it, the songs and the preformance itself way heavy, full of energy, full of attitude and that is what pulled him towards them. He said they inspired mayhem, chaos, rebelion which he as a teen at the time loved. Obviously. Crue didn't give a fuck nothing was off limits and nothing was illegal for them. They weren't some glam metal pussies they were serious and they were badass, I doubt any of them would have a problem breaking a whiskey bottle on your head if you were to piss them off. I think the whole point was to piss off the people, the parents, the government and most of all the authority. They just didn't care and I respect that. Why play by the rules? You get fucked in the end anyways and especially by the government. So fuck them all. That's the theme of this record anyways defiance against corrupt authority. Funny, it's over 30 years old and nothing has changed on this aspect. See I think that Shout is such a good album because the band put actual 100% efford into it not like they did with Theatre. They went to the studio and wanted to make a fucking statment and they did. Just look at the song Shout I mean it's like telling the world that they are the meanest, loudest, fiercest most badass band on the planet and I think they did a good job at it because it totally blows you away. Such an amazing strong song. I mean most people had a problem with their look saying they're way too glam or Kiss wannabes but lets be honest though their looks and attitude that went with it which is what really pulled me to them in the first place not going to lie...they actually had the guts and talent and amazing songs to back all that bullshit up. Heavy yet melodic songs, the solos, the drums, the lyrics, there's nothing commercial or mainstreem about it. It is absolutely perfect.

I love how it starts with the ''In the begining''...a description of the world going to hell. Come on we're not far from it are we? I love In the begining because it's what sets the mood of the entire album. It tells you to fight back, be strong and shout at the devil which leads straight into the song. And it's perfect. It gets you excited and really sets the mood for the entire record. Not to mention again, that live, it's pretty fucking incredible. Then you've got of course ''The looks that kill'' which is less vicious and more catchy, which I guess is why it's the single as well. I love the ''God bless the children of the beast'' it's calmer and it fits perfectly with the amazing cover of the Beatles ''Helter skelter''. Y'all know me. I have mad respect for the Beatles but I was never an actual fan. To me they're too pop...idk. I was always team ''The Stones'' but well, when the Crue sing it, then I gotta say Beatles sound fucking amazing. Haha. On a serious note, I know many will disagree because the Beatles are the Beatles after all but I think there's one thing we can agree on, no matter what Crue did this song justice. All in all this record came out in 1983 and I think it's still just as good as it was then and people who say it's a little out dated are idiots. This record is timless it will always be good, it will always sound amazing and if you can't see it then you're the problem not the band. Anyways this one is just as underrated as Too fast for love but bottom line one of the best Crue record *aren't they all tho? heh*. There's so many bands that came after them, trying to copy them, trying to copy their style, their music, some did an okay job to be fair but none of them were Crue and no matter what this record along with the rest of them will forever remain one of the most important 80's heavy metal records. Now excuse me while I put it on, spin that volume to the max and let's rage!

Happy new week guys! Hope it's less stresfull then mine will be. Stay safe. See you on friday!

''He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night, he's the blood stain on the stage. He's the tear in your eye been tempted by his lie. He's the knife in your back, he's rage, he's the razor to the knife oh, lonely is our lives. My heads spinnin' round and round but in the seasons of wither we'll stand and deliver. Be strong and laugh and Shout at the devil!''

Music Mondays

You know what I realized? I bet you're just dying to know another ''inteligent'' thing I come up with huh? Hah. I'm kidding. No but seriously. I thought these monday friday posts are a good idea, so I actually take time, sit down and write, instead of just randomly spamming the hell out of you, all days of the week. Well turns out it's not such a brilliant idea. Why? More then once I found myself sitting next to my laptop staring at the blank page without actually knowing what to write. And it's frustrating as fuck. I never considered myself a good writer. I kept a blog to write down shit I didn't want to forget. The good, the bad, sometimes the ugly as well but by no means am I a writer. I'm an artist though and if I understand one thing I understand that you can't force inspiration. I don't like ''frames'', ''boxes'', ''labels''. Those are stupid. I can't stand when people tell me ''oh you should paint...'' NO. No I shouldn't. I can draw pretty flowers and butterflies and bunnies if I want to but I can also draw bleeding zombies with their guts out spilling on the ground. My choice. That's what I hate most about art schools around here. They don't give you any freedom. They don't give you a theme and say do whatever the fuck you want just stay on this topic. No. They put you in a god damn box, saying you got to do this excatly like this. What? No. You can't judge my drawing ability by how well I can draw a central projection of a room. I will not be an architect. I'm an artist. A portrait artist. I like drawing people, animals, cemeterys. And I'm good at it. I get so fucking frustrated when someone judges my talent by how well I drew a room. Fuck you. Honestly. Fuck you. See this is what's wrong with people. Boxes. If you judge an inteligence of a fish by it's ability to climb a tree it's going to spend all it's life thinking it's stupid. And that just aint right. Just because some people can't do something others can does not make them stupid, it does not take away their talent to do something else. And this really angers me. People put people in their stupid frames, judging them when they can't do something. It's absolute insanity. Here's the deal, I suck at sports. Absolutely completly totally suck at sports. So what? That doesn't mean I'm not a good and fast runner. And I can't draw some things, like at all. Architectural sketches. City streets. Churches. Complicated houses. Water reflection. Yeah I can't draw that at all but so what that doesn't take away my ability to draw a really good portrait. I suck at math. I am like really really REALLY bad at math but so what? Being bad at school math doesn't mean I can't do business plans or calculate profits and shit. Thing is all my life school has been putting me in their boxes, telling me all they think is right is actually right. But it isn't. Thing is because of that I spent half my life believing I was stupid. Till I figured it out. That's excatly the point. Schools want you to be stupid. They want you to be in a box, they don't want your inteligence, they don't want you thinking. They want sheep. Sheep will not revolt, they will not riot. They will follow. Quietly. Patiently. Not caring if the world around them burns to the ground because that's what they were trained to do. Follow. Obey. And that is just not me. It's not who I am. I was not born to follow as Bon Jovi so perfectly said in one of their songs.

''We weren't born to follow, come on and get up off your knees. When life is a bitter pill to swallow, you gotta hold on to what you believe. Believe that the sun will shine tomorrow and that your saints and sinners bleed, we weren't born to follow you gotta stand up for what you believe.''

Which is the reason that made me realize why I can't get along with anybody. Here's the deal people my age are completly immature. I can't keep a converastion going with a girl that only cares about boys and make up and a guy that only cares about getting in my pants. It's just not how it works. I want people around me that understand life, I mean not completly because really who does? But just things you know, how the world works, how people work. People that know shit about politics, economy, music, art, or whatever else they're passionate about. I'm either getting older or I was never really young but mindless conversations about men, makeup, clothes, shoes don't entertain me. Don't get me wrong I love shoes, and makeup and fucking skinny jeans and band shirts and I love boys as much as the next girl or guy around, asuming we're talking about band boys right? Hah. But I am just not one to sit down, have a coffee and gossip. It's just so. Ugh. A waste of time. I like talking about things that matter. I like people telling me what they're passionate about, their dreams, their goals. Nothing quite like watching someone talk about something they love. When they get all excited and their eyes light up. I like talking about politics and religion, which I know is always a bad topic for making friends but here's the deal, I like to challenge people and I like to be challenged. I think you can tell a lot by a person based on who they support, who they love, how they react when their beliefs are being challenged. It's a good thing also because hey better realizing someone's a bad person and a shitty friend from the get go then wasting your time on them. My opinion anyways. Holy fuck how do I manage to get so off topic each time I'm trying to write something down? Thing is, I'm starting a new thing and it's going to be called ''music monday'' I'll show you one of my favorite records each monday and tell you what I love about it and my favorite song / songs on it. Not like I'll ran out of those since all my records are my favorite. Hah. But honestly what kinda world would we live in if I didn't start out with this one?

You know what I love about vinyl music? Not only the surface noise, the little crackling sounds, oh no. I love the fact that there's no skipping around like you do on CD's. You put your record on and you listen to it from start to finish. And the thing is back in the day that's what people did. They didn't watch MTV and buy records because of the single. They went to the store and decided based on album covers or just waited till the artists they loved put out something new. I love that they didn't have internet that literally spoils everything. Album leaks? Such bullshit. Early releases and such bullshit. God. Whatever happened to waiting patiently and listening to the entire thing when it comes out? Can you imagine the feeling? You've been waiting months for it, you never heard any singles off it so you don't know what direction the music went to and you finally get it and you play it for the first time. Man must be an amazing feeling. Not that I'll ever really know it. The media, the radio, the internet and the fact that I live in fucking Narnia are ruining that for me.

Either way. Dr. Feelgood is not just one of my favorite Crue records but one of my favorite records in general. The sound the lyrics the songs are perfect as is but this is the record I feel like they gave everything they got for. 110%. I mean they gave up on partying, the drugs, the booze. Nikki was probably sober and drug free for the first time in god knows how long and they were really commited to this album and it sure as fuck paid off. Their first and only record to top the charts. Every song but one were released as singles and 6 hit videos on MTV. The world tour that followed was sold out and they literally played everywhere. Well everywhere but here. Sometimes I feel like the lion or the witch or whatever the fuck is in that fucking closet gets more action then we do. The fuck is that about? We had Queen and Nirvana play here. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED? No don't anwser I don't need no heartache. This record also got the The metal edge readers choice award in 1990 and an American music award for favorite hard rock album. That's just two on the top of my mind. Amazing how well I remember these things but never things that I should probably remember. Hah. Point is I actually love that they went ''political'' with Time for a change and proved there's a lot more to them then just a glam metal band that loves leather and hair spray. Let's be honest for a moment Tommy Lee on Kickstart my heart. Perfection. Without you still gets to me. And nothing like the party that is Rattlesnake shake. What is it with snakes tho? Rattlesnake shake? Shake it like a rattlesnake? The serpent dance? Not to mention all of Slashs' pets...

Chosing one favorite song is criminal, because I love the entire thing from start to finish. But if I absolutely have to, then I must go with She goes down. It's fast. it's wild, it's naughty. I just love it. Love the zipper sounds in it. I just love the whole thing. Hah. The only thing I absolutely hate about it is that this is the last album Vince did with the band for way too long. There's no Crue without Vince and nobody can convince me otherwise. Not to mention after he left grunge happened and literally flushed glam metal down the toilet. Fucking grunge. And hipsters that are trying and failing at being grunge now. Hey idiot just because you wear clothes too big and Doc's and your hair is a mess you aint no Kurt Cobain alright. Stop with your ''astethics'' you aint fooling no one. Fucking posers. Alright point here is. This is one of the best albums ever made and everyone should either own it or at least if you are not into this kind of music give it a try and listen to it. You might be surprised and actually enjoy it. Alright, that's it for today. Going to get back to this essay I'm writing or at least trying to write, then hopefully meet up with dad and get my laptop back. It's been too long. Way way too long. Y'all take care now.

xoxoxo

I don't have anything since I don't have you.

I don't have plans and schemes and I don't have hopes and dreams. I, I, I don't have anything, since I don't have you.

And I don't have fond desires and I don't have happy hours, I don't have anything since I don't have you.

God I need a fucking drink. It's not even ten in the morning but I swear I need a fucking drink. The stronger the better. I've been without my laptop since saturday. Meaning a whole damn week and I am about to start tearing my hair out. Obviously it's true that you appreciate things once you loose them. I didn't loose it though, the battery inside died. A battery I didn't know it had or needed. But the timing is probably the worse possible timing for me. I have so much work that has to be done and all the files for it on my laptop. Which brings us back to another reason why I'm a fucking idiot or a fail if you will. I have two external hard drives full of rockstars, tv shows, concert photography but it has never once occured to me to actually save shit I might need on it. Well a proper genius don't you think. I seem to enjoy complicating my life more then it has to be. God I can just hear my grandmother in my head just now ''I told you so''. Well yes, she did tell me so but what's the point? I need to learn on my own mistakes. Like having no laptop and then spending a week on high levels of caffeine so I can stay awake all days and nights and get through the work that has to be done. Not kidding. This is literally what will happen. Dear god in heaven. Alright suck it up. Last year of this studying bullshit. That's the only thing bringing me comfort to be fair. Thinking how awesome it would feel when I walk out of that damn school and never look back. I'll drink to that. Hah. Using a HP Pavilion for the time being. Windows 10. Though I am missing my Howard *yes my laptop has a name, what, yours doesn't?* like crazy, I'm starting to like this one. And the battery life? Are you kidding me it's amazing. Cute story I did in fact wanted a Pavilion but at the time I got mine they were so expensive I could never afford it. And though I wish I could crawl up into a hole and sleep and just never get out *or until Howard is back* I've decided to go out tomorrow night. It's getting pathetic spending weekends with junk food on the sofa watching endless ammounts of Supernatural or The Walking dead. It's time for the movies again, this movie is finally playing here as well...

Please, like I need to choose. Hah. Those of you who know me a bit better, know I have a silly little crush on Mark Wahlberg. I know. I know. Another one. But hey at least this one is an actor. Though the reason I fell for him was his role in ''Rockstar''...alright I better zip it up. Hah. There's no hope for me I know. But come on he's half naked the entire trailer, drives a bike, look at those damn arms. Jesus christ. I don't have self control of a saint. I might get overly excited for this movie to be honest. Heh. It's gonna be ''In the heart of the sea'' all over again. I feel bad for the poor sucker going with me. Unless I take Matt. He's just the same, fawning all over Mark's muscly body. Explains why we're friends doesn't it? Heh. It's the same story each time we watch tv shows together, Dean Winchester, Daryl Dixon, Damon Salvatore, probably half of the male cast in The Originals, we're all over them annoying everyone else with comments that should probably be censored. Not that it matters, we're at a point when we just look at eachother and start giggling because we know excatly what the other is thinking. People tend to find it creepy sometimes.

Oh! I got The Amazing Book Is Not On Fire the other day. LOVED IT. It's so cool having not just online videos but also a book. What if youtube *god forbid* crashes at some point and all the videos get deleted? Dear god. What a thought. But anyways if you're a fan of Dan and Phil or ''Phan'' hah...then you should get the book because it's really cool.

Which brings us to another thing, not book related, but I just remembered something. Wouldn't it be cool if you could just decide your new year starts February? And January was like a free trial month after which I decide that I don't like the product and give it back. Or unsubscribe if you will. 2016 only just started and it's been hell so far. I don't think any of us can make it till Ddecember if the entire year is going to look like this. I barely recovered *who am I kidding I totally didn't* from Lemmy, to have Bowie and Frey taken too and now Paul Kantner. Like alright I get it none of the musicians I love are young except a few exceptions but I honestly can't live like this fearing to look at my notifications each morning hoping all my guys survived through the night. What if next time it's Ozzy? Keith? Mick? Nikki? Jon? God my heart wouldn't be able to handle that. I know nobody lives forever but holy fuck just the thought of that...it makes me fucking sick.

Wow okay this post went into a dark direction I didn't plan it to go to. How about I share some art with you instead? Have a drawing of the only real love of my life, my savior, hero, inspiraion. It sounds cheesy I know but I love this man so much and nobody makes me feel better, stronger, more determined or focused then he does. So it is what it is. Spent all night working on this drawing after I gave up sleeping. God damn insomnia. I swear this stress is going to be the death of me someday. Also enjoy this sunset and early morning barbed wire *how barbaric?* snaps. I hope y'all have a pleasant weekend. Y'all in Australia it's over 5pm right now right? Go get a drink, one for me too, lord knows I really need it. But I gotta wait till tonight. Still too early here. Heh.

When you walked out on me in walked ol' misery and she's been here since then.

Yeah, we're fucked.

I don't have love to share and I don't have one who cares, I don't have anything since I don't have you.

Dr. Feelgood

Music is my biggest passion and number one love of my life. That is for certain. So obviously I'm a huge concert goer. I love everything about concerts. The loud music, the feeling of freedom, the people you meet. People who you could easily call family because they're there in the same room, listening to the same band, feeling the same things. You don't need to know them to understand them. But my favorite thing has to be that moment when the venue suddenly goes dark, everyone goes silent, the curtain drops, the band comes on stage, lights go on, crowd goes wild, the adrenaline rush, the feeling of freedom that rushes through you. That's amazing. My favorite feeling on this planet. Better then sex. I promise. I've seen plenty of concerts and if I'd have to pick a favorite I could never do it. Maybe Bruce Springsteen? He's the Boss after all. Or the Stones? Come on they are the Stones! I really don't know. They were all amazing. But let's focus on the last concert I saw this month. Motley Crue, with Alice Cooper. And oh my god was that an amazing night or what! You probably don't know this but my name ''Nikki''? Yeah I was named after Motley's very own Nikki Sixx. It would seem that my mother was an even bigger fan girl in her days that I am. Hah, who could blame her really? Nikki was and still is hot as fuck. Anyways the point is. I grew up with this band, loved them ever since I could remember and waited so damn long for my chance to see them. Unfortunally there weren't many tours in the part of the world I live. They came close enough two times and I couldn't go both times and I was crushed! Literally broken hearted. So you can imagine how happy I was when I got these tickets. I was going out of my damn mind, driving everyone around me half mad ''fucking fangirls so annoying man''. Hah. Well let me tell you something, it was well worth the wait because if I said earlier that I can't pick a favorite concert? Wrong. Motley just crushed everyone on my favorite list. I had never ever never saw anything like that. The music, the pyro, I mean Nikki has a flame throwing bass, Tommy the fucking drummer god, not only is he amazing he drums upside down on a god damn roller coaster. Who does that? It's fucking mental! Like I'm serious the show was mind blowing. But it was completly bittersweet to say the least. Let's be honest this is goodbye. Forever. I may sound dramatic, not that I care, but this is really breaking my heart into tiny fucking pieces. I feel like a part of me just died. They are a huge part of me, my life, of why I am the way I am, they had a huge role in my growing up, in my families lives, my name obviously...I wouldn't be half the person I am without them. I wouldn't be who I am without Nikki. He taught me to fucking fight for what I want and never give up, your dreams are out there you just gotta reach out and grab them. Because of him I know nothing is impossible. And most of all he taught me real strenght. I'd be crumbled into a ball crying giving up on life without that man. Everytime life gets a little too hard to handle I tell myself ''the fuck would Nikki do?'' and it keeps me going because I know he'd show them hell so that's what I do. Give em' hell. And Motley as a band...they just make me better and happier and I could never thank them enough for every dark day they made brighter for me. So yeah, you can imagine that the whole ''final tour'' thing is not sitting well with me. I get it they probably have enough, and bottom line I only want them to be happy but that doesn't mean I can't whine about how much it fucking hurts to see them go. I found myself nervous as hell standing in that venue. Freaking out over something as silly as breathing the same air as my heroes. And they didn't disappoint. Every second was perfect, Mick's playing, Tommy fucking Lee, Nikki and his little speech and Vince...Vince's voice...Voice of a god damn rock'n'roll angel. I could listen to him for hours and never get tired of that voice. I could never get tired of them. And when he sang ''Home sweet home'' said how much he'll fucking miss us, oh babe not nearly as much as we'll miss you, that was just the cue for the waterworks. I literally couldn't keep it together. I love them so much, I love their music so much. And in a way having that taken hurts like a motherfucker. Actually what hurts the most is that after so many years of waiting to finally see them I basically only got to say goodbye. I love you boys, so much, your music is still gonna be playing every fucking weekend, we'll still be rocking out to your legendary music and we'll turn on that ''Too fast for love'' especially loud because it just turned 34 fucking years old and it's still better then most of the crap that's out there today. Guys, I love you, thank you for everything, for being my happy place, for making me stronger and better through your lives and lyrics. Thank you for making me feel less alone and helping me cope with the world a little better. You're a really important piece of me and you'll always hold a real special place in my heart. I love you thank you!

Someday somebody's gonna look at you and they're gonna say ''you know what? Motley Crue is pretty cool'' and you're gonna say ''well fuck you cuz I was at that last fucking concert in Milano Italy''.