I hate to be negative – it’s usually better to focus on bigging up the good stuff – but I really can’t abide Motley Crue. Nigel Blackwell of the Birkenhead surrealists Half Man Half Biscuit put it perfectly in their song from a few years ago Upon Westminster Bridge:
Oh help me, Mrs Medlicott,
I don’t know what to do,
I’ve only got three bullets
And there’s four of Motley Crue.
So it was with joy that I heard on Radcliffe and Maconie on BBC 6 Music this lunchtime that Motley Crue have announced they are to finally stop.
The less good news is, they’re doing a farewell tour first. And of course, it will be hard to erase the memories that their Californian soft metal fakery has spewed onto the boulevard of my subconscious.
“All Bad Things Must Come To An End” is the strap line for the final tour announcement. Truer than they know. And when I say bad, I mean bad.