helen

04-Oct-06

Joeys off the air, so guess who..... ST here

I've been dyin' to do this.......

I've never done this before, in the way that Joey and Tom have, but
I'm
coming to you live in Chicago, where I'm resting up for our next show
on
Thursday. Toronto was beyond slammin' - I never kissed so many girls
with birthdays -
I'm startin' to wonder?!....I also kinda lay back on the lip thing
cause im
afraid of catching the weasles and sneezles.

I'd like you all to know what kind of detail I'm into. Left the
stage, did
a runner, sat in the van backstage with the police car's lights
spinning.
The two seconds I have, before we take off in the procession - I have
Liz (my
backstage girl) take my pants off. NO, NOT WHAT YOU'RE
THINKING!...because
they're stage clothes, they stay there. She grabs my sneakers too,
hands me a
carrot, beet, and apple juice in a large glass which I down immediately
- then
the police sirens go on and we whiz past the fans. I roll the window
down
and give em' all a hi-sign, which I can't help but do and they
scream as we
fly by. The times I've had my kids with me, like in Boston, Chelsea
and Taj
freak out at this.

Then it was off to the airport where we had a bit of a delay. The
driver,
Micksy, taught us a thing about blood pudding and haggis (link to
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haggis)

Obviously he was Scottish, and he wouldn't stop talking about soccer.
Soccer? I didn't even know her! And we also talked about liquor.

Write back if you get that.

We got to the airport in Toronto, only to find Kramer and our good
friend
Chappy, (from the Showtime series Brotherhood, who flew up to see us,
and our
new bass player for now, David Hull) getting clearance to take off to
Boston.
However, we weren't so lucky. Seems that Ole Man winter was hitting
Chicago
hard, even the people in the traffic control tower were told to
evacuate. So we
couldn't leave for two hours.

We sat in the lobby eating chicken sandwiches, talkin' bout the girls
in the
front row and the guy who proposed to his girlfriend, while she was
lookin
at me, telling me she loved me during the show. I actually stuck the
mic in his
face, and he asked her over the house system between Elevator, and
Sweet
Emotion...AND IT WAS....I hope they live happily ever after... We on
the other
hand, got sent to a different airport and then on to Chicago. Only to
arrive, at
the hotel around 4 am...only to get to sleep by 5 am...and then up at
1pm. Now
this is supposed to be a no-talk day for me... but there's the
gym,... Barneys...
Johnny Rockets...and an NA meeting.

Tomorrow's a free day, we'll be walkin' all over Chicago streets.
And
Thursday we eat Chicago.

It's the world. Which is now called First Midwest Bank center. Which
we've
only played a skillion times. And I promise this time will be better
than any
of them.

Joe Perry has been OUT OF HIS MIND lately. Jumpin up on Joeys drum set
and
he and I have been getting along real good lately and you know what
that means.

Thanks for the inquiries about the HEP C. It is non-detectable in my
blood
stream, took 11 months of hell but I got through it. Kept busy during
that time
singing Smile with Chris Boti, and the Santana song and video, and also
co-produced with Marti Frederiksen, the album, Aerosmith - Rockin the
Joint,
Live at the Hard Rock Hotel. Which by the way I believe is the BEST
LIVE
AEROSMITH ALBUM OF ALL TIME!!!

Marti and I were halfway through it and I found the room mic fader by
mistake by leaning on it...and there was the magic...

And can you believe Tommy Lee??!?!?! I was up in his room in Toronto,
bullshittin'...and he told me "tomorrow's my birthday, and I'll
give you oral ***
if I can play the drums on "Last Child." "That would be the best
birthday
present I ever got." He talked to Kramer backstage, and WA..LA!!! We
shoulda
played 'Big Ten Inch" but he slammed "Last Child." I passed on
the oral
***, LOL! But I love that boy, he was born with a horsehoe up his ass,
and we
both know it. OUCH!

It's times like that that make me black 'n blue from pinching
myself.
Lenny Kravitz just called me to say hi, and said to say hey to you
guys!

I'll be checkin' in after Chicago. I've been out here with Casey
(he did
the Rockin the Joint DVD) doin' something I've wanted to do
forever. I'm
do***enting myself from morning to night and spend hours talking into
the lens -
and this is just an extension of that.

You know how big my mouth is... and this is just the beginning.

Cause this is not just my take...it's the truth.

-ST

news to me

That boy can talk

clams canino

He never shuts up. No wonder his throat gets hurt. )

-W

helen

04-Oct-06

Joeys off the air, so guess who..... ST here

I've been dyin' to do this.......

I've never done this before, in the way that Joey and Tom have, but
I'm
coming to you live in Chicago, where I'm resting up for our next show
on
Thursday. Toronto was beyond slammin' - I never kissed so many girls
with birthdays -
I'm startin' to wonder?!....I also kinda lay back on the lip thing
cause im
afraid of catching the weasles and sneezles.

I'd like you all to know what kind of detail I'm into. Left the
stage, did
a runner, sat in the van backstage with the police car's lights
spinning.
The two seconds I have, before we take off in the procession - I have
Liz (my
backstage girl) take my pants off. NO, NOT WHAT YOU'RE
THINKING!...because
they're stage clothes, they stay there. She grabs my sneakers too,
hands me a
carrot, beet, and apple juice in a large glass which I down immediately
- then
the police sirens go on and we whiz past the fans. I roll the window
down
and give em' all a hi-sign, which I can't help but do and they
scream as we
fly by. The times I've had my kids with me, like in Boston, Chelsea
and Taj
freak out at this.

Then it was off to the airport where we had a bit of a delay. The
driver,
Micksy, taught us a thing about blood pudding and haggis (link to
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haggis)

Obviously he was Scottish, and he wouldn't stop talking about soccer.
Soccer? I didn't even know her! And we also talked about liquor.

Write back if you get that.

We got to the airport in Toronto, only to find Kramer and our good
friend
Chappy, (from the Showtime series Brotherhood, who flew up to see us,
and our
new bass player for now, David Hull) getting clearance to take off to
Boston.
However, we weren't so lucky. Seems that Ole Man winter was hitting
Chicago
hard, even the people in the traffic control tower were told to
evacuate. So we
couldn't leave for two hours.

We sat in the lobby eating chicken sandwiches, talkin' bout the girls
in the
front row and the guy who proposed to his girlfriend, while she was
lookin
at me, telling me she loved me during the show. I actually stuck the
mic in his
face, and he asked her over the house system between Elevator, and
Sweet
Emotion...AND IT WAS....I hope they live happily ever after... We on
the other
hand, got sent to a different airport and then on to Chicago. Only to
arrive, at
the hotel around 4 am...only to get to sleep by 5 am...and then up at
1pm. Now
this is supposed to be a no-talk day for me... but there's the
gym,... Barneys...
Johnny Rockets...and an NA meeting.

Tomorrow's a free day, we'll be walkin' all over Chicago streets.
And
Thursday we eat Chicago.

It's the world. Which is now called First Midwest Bank center. Which
we've
only played a skillion times. And I promise this time will be better
than any
of them.

Joe Perry has been OUT OF HIS MIND lately. Jumpin up on Joeys drum set
and
he and I have been getting along real good lately and you know what
that means.

Thanks for the inquiries about the HEP C. It is non-detectable in my
blood
stream, took 11 months of hell but I got through it. Kept busy during
that time
singing Smile with Chris Boti, and the Santana song and video, and also
co-produced with Marti Frederiksen, the album, Aerosmith - Rockin the
Joint,
Live at the Hard Rock Hotel. Which by the way I believe is the BEST
LIVE
AEROSMITH ALBUM OF ALL TIME!!!

Marti and I were halfway through it and I found the room mic fader by
mistake by leaning on it...and there was the magic...

And can you believe Tommy Lee??!?!?! I was up in his room in Toronto,
bullshittin'...and he told me "tomorrow's my birthday, and I'll
give you oral ***
if I can play the drums on "Last Child." "That would be the best
birthday
present I ever got." He talked to Kramer backstage, and WA..LA!!! We
shoulda
played 'Big Ten Inch" but he slammed "Last Child." I passed on
the oral
***, LOL! But I love that boy, he was born with a horsehoe up his ass,
and we
both know it. OUCH!

It's times like that that make me black 'n blue from pinching
myself.
Lenny Kravitz just called me to say hi, and said to say hey to you
guys!

I'll be checkin' in after Chicago. I've been out here with Casey
(he did
the Rockin the Joint DVD) doin' something I've wanted to do
forever. I'm
do***enting myself from morning to night and spend hours talking into
the lens -
and this is just an extension of that.

You know how big my mouth is... and this is just the beginning.

Cause this is not just my take...it's the truth.

-ST

news to me

That boy can talk

clams canino

He never shuts up. No wonder his throat gets hurt. )

-W

double-aces

Kissing groupies with Heppy-C again. Some horses never learn.

double-aces

Kissing groupies with Heppy-C again. Some horses never learn.

helen

I think Steven is still missing a decade.

13-Nov-06
ST Here.....HOLLYWOOD BOWL / SAN DIEGO / DEVORE

Left Las Vegas and got into Hollywood on Sunday night. My friend
Christine
flew us in her private jet (it was a G4) from Vegas to John Wayne
airport.
Jumped in a limo stuffed to the roof with all of our luggage...about 30
minutes
out I saw the big oasis sign in the sky...no not HUSTLER, HARLEY
DAVIDSON.
Erin gave me a look that said, yeah lets do it...so we pulled over to
the Harley
rental place and after an hour of raping and pillaging, me, Erin, Casey
and
Melissa left with a FATBOY, (HAHA) and a ROAD KING, various jackets, a
set of
handcuffs and two full tanks of gas...come on, the handcuffs were just
incase we got pulled over. Sometimes a permit to carry a badge and a
set of hand
cuffs can get you out of times of nine which doesn't mean anything when
you're
dressed in head to toe in a full leather jumpsuit made by chrome hearts
that
Erin just so happened to pack in our travel bag. So here we are,
cruising
down La Cienega on our Harley's following the limo to the
hotel...nothing like
having a limosuine and our horses waiting in the back...TWO DAYS OFF
what a
first day was....on the second day, we followed my friend Justin up to
the
Hollywood sign and took some slammin' photos. Justin has the last bike
that
Indian Larry sold anyone. It's as good if not better as the Indian
Larry
collection that they won't sell. Took the photos back with us to give
to Keeling to
put on the high def screen for the Hollywood Bowl show...which after
doing away
with the tech world tent and dropping the screen to the floor gave us a
look
like we've never had before...not to mention the white shell that the
bowl
stage sits...which was setup by Michael Keeling, our lighting director.
I
think he actually out did the Vegas show with the Nascar shoot and his
kids were
there to see all the glory...the energy at the show was higher than
most
because of the half circle that separated the front row from the people
in the
back... like a 2 foot wall...it went from one side of the ramp to the
other so
when Joe went out and did his solo in "Toys...", it looked like he was
walkin' on peoples heads from the stage.

The backstage fiasco was typical of an LA show. From Slash to Dennis
Rodman,
The Donnas to Heather Locklear - what a crowd what a mob what a show.
Ritualistically, after the Hollywood Bowl, we stop for a good down and
dirty salt
of the earth, double double, with as much grease as 3 front rows....In
'n Out
Burger. My good friend Justin drove us to club hide in his >>>>, where
we
hung out with Laurie and Richard Stark from Chrome Hearts and Loree
Rodkin and
her boyfirend Mischka (sp?) and for all you celebophiles...Paris Hilton
was
sitting with us...we hung for a couple hours and went home to sleep.

SAN DIEGO

Been stayin' at the same hotel for the last 5 days and basing out of
there
for all the shows after Vegas. Monday it's on to Phoenix...it's by far
the best
hotel to me in LA... privacy...service...our butlers name is Francois
and I
must say I've never been treated as fine as when he's around...waits on
us
hand and foot - especially when we crawl in at 3am from these shows.

Hmmm...San Diego...was...a great show in the house...and the worst show
in
my ears...(you know I've talked about those in ear monitors) just a
second
before the curtain went down my in ears died on me and for 5 songs I
had to pull
then out and do it like the old days....but it's just not the same as
what
I'm used to...with in ears I get my guy to mix me just like the
record...and
every night it sounds like that except for this show...the difference
was so
drastic I wanted to stage dive and stay out there but the show must go
on. I
leaned into the audience and kissed Erin who parks it at the end of the
ramp
every night...and that made it ok. The show ended with a bang...it was
another
day at the office for me, but the crowd went wild....

I'm writing this all after Devore, which in contrast was the best show
of my
career. We borrowed Christine's limo for the 2 hour trek out, listening
to
AC/DC till we blew a fuse in the car (I swear this happened)...so I was
ready
to blow a fuse on stage. Joe Perry sang better than ever...Brad blues
riffed
us into oblivion...David Hull is doing an incredible job filling in for
Tom...though we miss Tom madly...and tonight Joey really did walk, talk
and crawl
on his belly like a reptile....threw "Kings and Queens" in the set
which blew
our friends from Italy, Giovanni and Francesca's mind. Seeing that my
family
is oringianly from there I had a special affinity for those folks...I
really
must admit that if my in ear mix is as good as it was tonite....I would
internally hemorrhage and explode from the shear joy of it all... the
begining of
"Sweet Emotion" was the same place...you hear when you listen to the
record
in headphones...that's what I'm talkin' about - that place where time
stands
still...and everything you felt 20 years ago when it came out if you
were
there...you feel every time you listen to it.... like the smell of an
Xmas tree
in summer... or your favorite inscence on any day of the year... it
always
brings you back to the 1st time you smelled it.

We're back at the hotel now... its 1 o'clock and I'm draggin'
it...goin' to
bed early 'cuz tomorrow is Jay Leno's love ride...20,000 motorcycles, 8
of
which will be me Erin, Brad, Kim, Donny, Kevin Chapman from (Showtime's
"Brotherhood," you know the one with the prosthetic), Marti Frederiksen
and Casey
driving with one hand and shooting with the other and I'm sure some
other
hangers on. The Black Crowes play at one...it'll be great to see Chris,
Rich and
the guys. ...and then on to Phoenix...

With love,
ST

clams canino

Sometimes... he rambles on to the point where he seems a couple fries short
of a Happy Meal.

But overall, he seems to be having a good time. And admit it or not.. he was
scared off his ass about his voice, and seems giddy that it's at 100% and
his gigs are going clockwork smooth overall.

-W