I'm 39 years old, and I have too many friends dying.
I'm one of the few Rock and Rollers of the late 80's in Los Angeles
to turn another cheek, and embrace somethin other than drugs and Rock and Roll.
Like bodybuilding. 2 previous band members dead, and another one
yesterday, but really, too many to count from these overdoses,
Randy Castillo Ozzys drummer from cancer, not even 50
Slaughters guitar player dead, cancer.
And the list goes on and on.
I need to embrace life a little more, to short to mess around.