Friday, January 28, 2011


As I move towards old age, there are fewer and fewer things that a man can count on in this world, but one of the few left is the fact that Motorhead frontman Lemmy Kilmister is a bad, bad man. Not an asshole, mind you, but he undoubtably is an individual who does not suffer fools and their foolishness lightly. There could not be a more apt subtitle to this than 49% Motherfucker, 51% Son Of A Bitch.

Col and I managed to weasel a ticket for the limited theatrical release here in town and settled in among the adoring legions to bask in the history of one of rock and roll's realest. Lemmy walks it like he talks it. Often that walking takes place in tight black jeans and custom boots, and talking comes fueled by Jack Daniels and speed. He's helped with the talking by a host of contemporaries and fans, including Dave Grohl, members of Hawkwind and the creepily ubiquitous Scott Ian, who earns his keep with an awesome anecdote regarding the Kilmister definition of what constitutes shorts in this day and age.

I couldn't keep a grin off my face for the duration of Lemmy and got home to find Motorhead on Conan and that the DVD will be dropping on 2/15. Even better, the release date promo came with the phrase "four hours of bonus content" attached, much to collective JS-NYC delight. There is no possible way you could not be entertained by this. Revel in getting to the bottom of all things Lemmy, save for any discussion of the warts, oddly enough. Here's a link to the official Lemmy movie site, where you should purchase everything associated with this project. Kudos to Greg Olliver and Wes Orshoski for making the best rock doc since We Jam Econo.


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