In Marc Maron’s 2017 special, Too Real, he recounts seeing a Rolling Stones reunion show and all his fears that it would be bad. One of the jokes many twists is that almost immediately after the show started, Maron starts weeping in awe of seeing The Stones live. While I was not as nervous as the WTF host on Monday night, I was certainly on the more reserved end of excitement in Metlife Stadium for The Stones’ No Filter tour, and, like Maron, I was absolutely floored by how great the band are fifty years into their career.
30 Years of Appetite for Destruction
I’ve never known a time when Guns N’ Roses weren’t one of the biggest, most important rock bands of all time. I was born in 1994, right before the band dissolved into the Axl and company show that they were for most of my life. The first time I ever heard GN’R was about 12 years ago, at my cousin’s baptism. An older cousin lip-synced and air-guitared to “Welcome to the Jungle,” a song that I’ve always had a shifting perspective on. Living in a post-Guns-Reunion world makes the 30th anniversary of Appetite for Destruction that much more bizarre. Continue reading