SEBASTIAN BACH, YOU FAT FILTHY FUCK
Friday, September 25th, 2009 at 10:30am by Axl Rosenberg
Sebastian Bach, who is perpetually the most entertaining former rock star in all of hair metaldom, is going to be on yet another fucking reality show – this time VH1’s Celebrity Fit Club, where former “stars” purportedly go to shed some weight, but actually go because their parents didn’t love them enough, causing them to have no sense of self-worth whatsoever if they’re not constantly in the spotlight. Although a VH1 reality show strikes me as a pretty dim spotlight. But whatever.
Bach will be joined by that dude who knocked up Britney Spears, that chick from Charles in Charge I always used to think about while jerking off, crackhead Bobby Brown, and a bunch of people I’ve never heard of.
I guess the last time I actually saw Bach up close was in 2006 when he was hanging from Axl Rose’s nuts all over the world, but in all honesty, the guy looked like he was in pretty good shape. I mean, I’m sure his liver is failing and his septum has been burned-through with coke, but he wasn’t fat or anything. If anyone has seen him more recently and can tell me I’m wrong, please do so. Nothing would make me happier than to learn that Baz had pulled a Brando.
Celebrity Fit Club will start airing in February 2010, by which time I will most certainly have forgotten about it.
-AR

In a post about country singer Carrie Underwood’s cover of Skid Row’s “I Remember You,”
I imagine that when the members of, say, Daath get together for rehearsal, no one expects to be paid for said rehearsal. They’re all dudes who are friends – some of them even grew up together, if I’m not mistaken – and it’s not like they’re making squillions of dollars playing metal. Rehearsal, then, has to be viewed as an investment – get better as a band, put on a good show for the crowd, and, knock on wood, your band will get bigger and the money will come.

Sebastian Bach sent out this
Alright, in case ya didn’t know: prior to the borderline-unlistenable Angel Down, all of Sebastian Bach’s solo albums had titles based on terrible puns using his name – e.g. Bring ‘Em Bach Alive, Bach to Basics, etc. I don’t even have to tell you what a retarded conceit that was, but given that a) Sebastian Bach actually is retarded and b) Sebastian Bach’s remaining fan base is also retarded (hello, Karen James), this wasn’t surprising.




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