Being able to watch all the legendary Bill Bailey freak outs on stage is one of the reasons why the future rules as hard as it does. It’s been something like 15 years and I’m still in awe of Axl’s nerve to stop the fucking show because someone threw a bottle or gave him the finger. I love how he took matters of security and exhibition into his own hands, like the Charles Bronson of hard rock…no camera meant NO FUCKING CAMERA! What was the deal with that anyway? It wasn’t like the photographer could upload it onto YouTube back in 1992 and we could all enjoy You Could be Mine for free…unless all of these videographers were time travelers and Axl was the only one who knew it. Wait. Shit!

Look at this clip from Argentina…dude stops the show and calls for the interpreter! TWICE! First of all, what a display of controlled psychosis! Second of all, how great of a steez is this? Like, say you’re at a party and the person you’re talking to is pissing you off because they think Blade Runner sucks…imagine just yelling “STOP!” Pausing…then shouting “INTERPRETER!” Then someone in an overly draping blouse comes to clarify your point about how cool Deckard’s coat is.

Nice NIN shirt. He may look like Rip Taylor now, but the whole football americain jersey, bike shorts, and custom converse hi-tops was pretty fucking ill back in the day. In conclusion, the future is amazing because we can watch Axl Rose doing what he did.

- Cornbluth