According to this piece in Rolling Stone
, Mötley Crüe's Vince Neil has been "uninvited" to play the presidential inauguration. It's just all so ugly.
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So Mötley Crüe's duck-voiced frontman Vince Neil is scheduled to perform at Donald Trump’s inauguration. Of course he is. We knew this face-lifted, woman-loathing, drummer-slaughtering tub o’ lard was a Trump supporter. The two are spiritual bros, to be sure, and they even share the same sort of thinning coif. And just earlier this year in Vegas, Neil was found guilty of battery for pulling a woman to the ground by her hair.
The Crüe, and 98 percent of the fake-glam Sunset Strip metal from which they rose, was total Republican rock, a big, loud and smelly reflection of Reagan-era greed and selfishness. It was also the first time in rock 'n' roll history when its (supposed) outlaws were false outlaws. (Every Crüe event, from ODs to arrests, was tainted with self-interest, and reeked of PR slime. They even titled a album collection Music to Crash Your Car to: Vol. 1
. Remember, back in the '80s, old Neil crashed his car drunk, killing Hanoi Rocks drummer Razzle. He got off.)
The Crüe's anti-art, anti-intellectual, woman-abusing macho horseshit was never about the music, it was about how rich they figured they could be, about how famous they figured they could be. It was utter misinterpretation of The New York Dolls, Sweet and Alice Cooper.
Neil will be Trump’s bro in arms in Washington D.C. on Jan. 20 when the thumbhead gets sworn in as the 45th president of the United States.
Neil no doubt has his eye on the White House. Stranger things have happened.