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Green Day's Billie Joe Armstrong heads to rehab after on-stage meltdown
Remember the good old days when rock stars would not only rail against whatever was pissing them off, but be entirely unapologetic about doing so? In a world where corporations rule everything, including, evidently, punk-rock bands, those days appear to be over.
On Friday, while performing at the iHeart Radio Music Festival in Las Vegas, Green Day frontman Billie Joe Armstrong had the kind of on-stage shit fit that would have impressed circa-’91 Axl Rose. The singer grabbed the mike 20 minutes into his band’s set and started railing about how Green Day was being told to cut things short, his tirade including him yelling “I’m not fucking Justin Bieber, you motherfuckers”.
After going Pete Townshend on his guitar, Armstrong tossed it aside and stalked off-stage.
Now, two days later, Green Day has issued an apology to Clear Channel, the organizers of iHeart Radio, stating that the set was not cut short. The band has also announced that Armstrong is headed to treatment for substance abuse. Somewhere, Sid Vicious is rolling over in his grave.
Green Day releases its latest album, Uno, on Tuesday.
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This is a total "Doug Donut Moment"....except..people have heard of the Cranberries..
Sifd Vicious? A nice kid by some accounts. Also a bit of a no talent. xl Rose? A mercurial weirdo, maybe with a Phil Spector moment waiting somewhere in his future.
Billy Joe Armstrong? A hardworking, talented and productive musician and family man who maybe needs a break. Why don't you give him one, instead of clinging to some dated and over-romanticized notions of rawk 'n' rowl gnarlyness and self-destruction as necessary cred?
Musta been made of titaniumz!
You Go Delores Donut!
Weak.
let me "paint a vulgar picture" here and paraphrase Morrissey, "he could have said no, if he wanted to..."
Those "poor poor babies" are starved for attention, control and whatever small form of power and wealth that are provided to them in exchange for some three minute rehash in the form of running shoe jingles.
Sure, touring is hard work, doing press is no easy feat and listening to obese shut in's tell you how the Cranberries music saved their lives ten times a day at the meet and greets is certainly no picnic...but really..
After the first top ten single, take your royalty cheques and fark off.
Those are the rules.
Don't like it?
go be an investment banker with a band on the side and play weddings...
There are plenty of musicians with talent and grace who would LOVE to play for nothing in exchange for nice accoms and a big stage with a crew..
some big stars can even pay attention to a clock.
Then, there are the past their prime "heritage rawk" losers whining because their huge guest list precluded Pizza backstage at the Commodore....or the Delores Jo's of Gangreen Day pulling a Donut.
Toooo bad, soooo sad..
Don't like your corporate overlord?
get a real job.