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43 Heavy Metal Frontman He was quoted once in a magazine, Guitar God or Titanium Thunder, saying he didn’t want to be on his deathbed thinking “Damn, I wish I’d nailed that chick.” That was before the band broke up, before the overdoses, drug charges, DUIs. He nailed one for sure this time, tossed her against the wall of her room at a Nevada bunny ranch. His mugshot face is swollen with middle age and booze, who in his day must have had to limit girls to three or four at the end of every show. He’s come from the plenty of leather-and-stud rebellion to trailers in the brush, paneled walls, windows draped in purple lace. Even there he can’t pay enough to take what it is he needs. ...

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