Vinnie Paul with Hatebreed's Jamey Jasta
photo by Jon Wiederhorn
Between interviewing the Revolver Golden Gods Awards performers -- Megadeth, Killswitch Engage, Hatebreed and Suicide Silence -- posting entries about the event, reviewing the actual show and hanging with the heavies, we were able to shoot a couple dozen photos as the bangers walked the black carpet an hour or so before showtime. Click more to see close-up shots of members of Slayer, Megadeth, Alice in Chains, Motorhead, Bleeding Through, Job For a Cowboy and more. Read more...
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Our metal brethren at Revolver have recruited a bunch of icons to appear in a new advertisement for the first annual Epiphone Revolver Golden Gods Awards ceremony, which takes place at Club Nokia in Los Angeles on April 7. Click "more" to watch the promo spot and read more about the event. Read more...
The wind was gusting at 35 miles-per-hour and the mercury had dropped into the upper teens by the time Anthrax were scheduled to play the Red Bull Snowboarding event on February 5 in New York City. Just days before the show, no one thought it would be so unbearably cold. The trip through the icy weather would have been bad enough even if the concert was inside a heated venue. It wasn't. Read more...
“Beer, the cause of and solution to all life’s problems.”
That quote is from one of the world’s most famous philosophers, Homer Simpson. And who better to take advice from? If I would’ve known this as a teenager, life would have been so much easier!
My relationship with booze is an odd one. In the throes of my youth, booze was what my mom drank before she would turn into the Wolfman and break my G.I. Joe stuff and howl at the world. She’s since worked all of that out and we get along fine. Love you mom!
As a post-Bar Mitzvah man without a clue (with that never-been-shaved dirty upper lip) at 14 in New York City in the '70s, my first forays into drinking were clumsy and strange. My friends and I would forage through our parent’s liquor/drug supplies and imbibe on the city bus at eight in the morning on the way to school. There would be crappy weed (although at the time, what did we know?) and some idiot would always bring cough medicine with codeine or a random pill. I stayed away from that stuff. I later found out that the pills were Quaaludes. The real Rorer 714 Ludes of legend. I never tried one because the guys that were taking pills were already known as the “burnouts.” 14-15 year-olds sleepwalking through junior high, listening to the Dead was way to mellow for me, man. Read more...
