Move over Ozzy Osbourne, it looks like there’s a new Prince of Darkness in the music industry, or should I say a really really old one.
Music enthusiasts, like me, have been buzzing since The Rolling Stones most drugged-out member admitted in an interview earlier this week that he had snorted his father. For those of you who are confused, let me clarify this a little. When asked about the craziest thing he had ever done, Keith Richards told a reporter that he had mixed his father’s ashes with some cocaine and snorted him. Suddenly biting the head off of a bat seems as tame as playing patty-cake.
I know rock stars are known for their crazy, drug induced antics, but I think when you’re at the point where you’re willing to snort the charred remains of your family members, things have gone just a little too far. They say all publicity is good publicity, but I’m going to have to disagree.
Richards, and of course his publicist, have sense changed their minds about this story, saying that it was all just a big joke, but I’m not so sure I believe that. A story that crazy almost has to be true, and if it was a joke, I fail to see the comedic merit.
As a fan of the Stones, (and I am, despite the horror of last year’s Superbowl half time show) the only thing this story did for me was to give me the heebie-jeebies. Everyday Keith looks more and more like the crypt keeper, and after hearing this little story, I’m starting to think he might act like him too.