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To listen tune into 101.9FM or go to The RXP websiteto listen to the live stream.

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Call the request line: (800) 423-1019
Fax the request line: (212) 206-7490
Email the request line: JEFFREY@1019RXP.COM

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Any long standing BH fans will surely remember Nick. Check out what he is up to with his new band TUF

We are very grateful for Jesse Beer Dietz’s tremendous feature on Buddahead in Hits Magazine. To check it out, just go to Hits Daily Double section of Hits Magazine. Buddahead is the lead story at the top of the page. You may have to register for free to get on the site, but if you are Buddahead fan, it is well worth it.

To begin with you must know that I grew up at the alter of Guns & Roses, bowed and prayed daily to the mythological powers of Axl and Slash; so finding the truth behind one of my Gods and turning away from his church is a big deal for me.

A few years ago, probably about 4 years ago I received a call from an industry friend asking me if my room mate who owned one of the happening clubs in NYC could accommodate on short notice some VIP treatment for Axl Rose who was in town. Naturally, the answer from both myself, and subsequently my room mate was “YES!”

To cut this part of the story short I met my room mate at his club, we told the door men to expect him, we reserved the prime table in the house, and my room mate went as far as calling a special favor from some of his pals and get in some Penthouse girls to hang around Axl.

When Axl arrived he was a pleasure. He knew who I was and for hours we shared stories about recording our albums, stories of early Guns and Roses adventures, and a whole bunch of other stuff. Hours later, basically when everyone had left, and only our table remained Axl asked me if I wanted t hear Chinese Democracy. I said no.

I’m only kidding, of course I said “HELL YEAH”. So he pulled a CD out of his pocket and walked upstairs to the DJ booth and just put on the CD. Music started to play, Axl came and too his seat, and we listened. It was good, really good; it was rock, the kind of great rock that made todays shitty little punk rock bands sound like a doody in a diaper.

Every now and then Axl would turn around to me and say something about how great a drum fill was or how hard it was to get a guitar sounds or some other anecdotal muso crap that I loved and the Penthouse girls grinned on while staring at their boobs. I have to give it to him, he is passionate about his craft.

When the record finished one of the bus boys came over to Axl to ask for his autograph and said, “I am not sure how many millions of records you will sell, but I thought the album was great and I will buy it”. Complement in tow Axl then turned to me and asked, “Do you want to know why it is taking so long to finish this album?”

“It is because of the government” he said. Then he continued, “I know a doctor in China who has found that every human being in the world has an internal frequency that resonates inside them. This doctor has developed a technology where by you can just call him and tell him what is wrong with you and he can send an audio frequency through the telephone and into your ear which will fix you. He can do this for any disease. I have backed him financially and that’s a problem for the government because they make so much money from the medicine that they know if I bring this Chinese technology into the US it is going to take over US medicine. They have actually hired an assasin, his name is Riad and he lives in Saudi Arabia, and he has invited me to a dual”.

At this point in the conversation for some reason I can’t remember anymore we all got up and left the club. Axl then graciously gave me a lift home in my apartment. During the drive we spoke a little more about his album and I said to him, “Axl I have no idea what the world is going to think about your album, but I thought it was great and yo should be really proud of it”.

The next morning at the crack of dawn I was awoken by a call from my record industry friend who said Axl was really pissed off with me because I had said to him that not everyone might like his record, and that made him really insecure, and the bus boy who had said a similar thing to him must be fired. Believe it or not the industry guys caused such a big deal that the poor bus boy was fired that day. Additionally, when I told my friend about the Riad story I was told that only a handful of close insiders know that and I should never share it.

So, in short: Axl you are a douche which is why I don’t feel so bad about sharing this crazy secret story.

Fast forward to today when Toby forwarded this story to me FBI Drops in on GN’R Leaker Maybe Axl was right. Maybe the FBI does care about what is going on with Chinese Democracy. Maybe Chinese Democracy will heal your body because of subliminal tones buried in the mix. Or, maybe the FBI should stop being dingle berries and go look for terrorists or some one really bad!

Topix
Music Reviewer

Two nights ago, at McCarren Pool in Brooklyn, I saw Death Cab for cutie or Death Cab for douchie (a name honestly coined by Ivan and his magic pony) play the worst show I have ever paid to see. I really want to blame them; but I can’t. I should really say, I really wanted to blame them until Simon pointed out to me today that they were up against the elements (bad sound guy, bad venue, bad weather, and bad equipment). It is more actual factual to admit that Buddahead has had plenty of shows in which we have faced the bad elements with the only difference being that we didn’t play them in front of the hipster brooklyn crowd - we played them in front of a one legged man and his dog in the middle of nowhere. Anyone remember Northern Lights - actually there were no bad elements that night, just me fucking it all up!