My parents were both music teachers so i had a head start and at age seven I was pretty good at the electric guitar and in my teens i went to see Alice Cooper in concert and it changed my life and i formed a band with some friends, called ourselves Quiet Riot and started playing gigs around LA and it didn’t take long for us to make a splash on the LA rock scene and record company execs took notice.
We may have been called Quiet riot but it wasn't very quiet within the band, our Bass player Garni told me he was going to kill our singer Dubrow and got drunk and fired a gun at him and then tried to punch me so it was then we i knew he was out of control so we sacked him.
It was at that same time Ozzy Osboune sounded me out for his new band, Black Sabbath had just fired Osbourne for his bizarre behavior from his misuse of substances, and we made a few albums but i wasn't about to exchange one drugged up lunatic for another and anyway things got awkward after i slept with his wife Sharon but i was obligated to finish the tour we were on.
On the way to Orlando, the air conditioner broke on the tour bus and where we stopped to fix it,it had a private airstrip and the guys thought they’d look around.
The bus driver, Andrew Aycock, was a pilot and thought it would be fun to take one of the planes for a little excursion but i hated flying and he was a regular user of whatever Ozzy left hanging around but he convinced me that he would take out makeup artist with us and because she had a bad heart, he wouldn't do anything stupid up there.
Once in the air Aycock started flying over the bus again in an effort to wake up the occupants, i panicked and grabbed the steering column, the plane dropped and the wing of the plane made contact with the tour bus and the impact sent my head through the glass of the windshield and the plane exploded.
So just say no kids, to drugs and morons flying planes.
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