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The Los Angeles Times‘ Chris Lee has provided a little bit of gross context for his Stone Temple Pilots profile on the paper’s blog. At the same time Weiland was giving the writer quotes like “I live my life the way I live my life. I don’t have to make any apologies,” he was also launching “huge green” loogies at the wall behind the DeLeo brothers, who did not seem ruffled by the sudden appearance of expectorate. While I admire Weiland’s indignation (”hey, how does it feel to be going to jail for six hours?” is indeed a douche move), Lou Reed knows that while loogies may not be forgotten by those who witness their deployment, retorts along the lines of “What are you, a fucking asshole?” read better in print.
Where’s your head at right now just before going to jail?
All these questions are …, man. Who do you interview? To what level?
A lot of famous musicians. Not Michael Jackson-famous, though.
Do you interview Keith Richards? David Bowie? Do you interview people who over a 20-year career who aren’t … born-again Christians? Who aren’t part of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir?
Um, yes. A lot of those guys. I interviewed Bowie but not Keith.
Then you should know. Our contribution is music, you know? This is the problem with the press. Are you part of the paparazzi?
I write for the Los Angeles Times.
Is there a difference anymore?
Well, the paparazzi don’t write. They take pictures.
I’m not so sure, man. Rolling Stone is borderline these days.
If I’ve said something that put your nose out of joint, I apologize.
My nose isn’t out of joint. I live my life the way I live my life. I don’t have to make any apologies. I just find it a little hilarious that you’d ask such a question.
Cccchh-www-thhsptttt [Weiland spits on the wall].
And now, dancing.
Hey Weiland — Say It Don’t Spray It! [LA Times]
Scott Weiland Dances [YouTube]
Love how he goes straight to “would you talk to Bowie this way?”
Yeah. If I were him, I would have aimed a little more realistically for “Would you talk to Nick Gilder this way?”
“Would you talk to Adam Duritz this way?”
“Would you talk to Ted Nugent this way?”
“Weiland, I interviewed David Bowie: I knew David Bowie; David Bowie was a friend of mine. Weiland, you’re no David Bowie.”
Frankly, Scott Weiland should be happy that anyone other than an arresting officer wants to talk to him at all.
“Would you talk to Bret Scallions this way?”
Or, being overly generous, “Would you talk to Jobriath this way?”
“Would you talk to Nigel Tufnel this way?”
“Would you talk to Stephen Pearcy this way?”
“Would you talk to Mungo Jerry this way?”
They’re foxy to me, are they foxy to you?
“Would you talk to Chris Barron this way?”
Argh, Idolator is eating my comments today.
I like the part of that video where Weiland moves behind Slash and gives him the rock equivalent of bunny ears.